A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1301-1310

Rena turned her head.

Addie approached Rena slowly, her voice hoarse from crying. “Before my brother passed away, he asked me to give you two things. He said he wanted you to have a look.”

There was a necklace and a key.

Addie covered her mouth and continued, “Harold bought them especially for you.”

In silence, Rena took the items from Addie’s hands.

Addie sniffled and said, “Rena, my mother has no courage to face you.

She asked me to apologize to you. She said if she could have convinced my brother back then, maybe you and he could have Lived a happy life.

He really… liked you. Rena, what I fear most is that you don’t want to believe that he loved you… In the past few years, he had had a bad time.”

Rena was also going through a difficult time.

Whose first Love was not unforgettable?

And Harold’s death was untimely.

Rena sat in the car, her expression thoughtful. Ross, the driver, spoke softly. “Mrs. Fowler, shall we head home now or…”

Rena lowered her head, holding the key in her hand.

“I want to go somewhere,” she said softly.

Without further questions, Ross drove her to an old neighborhood in the east of the city. He considerately stayed in the car, giving Rena the space she needed.

Alone, Rena ascended the stairs.

Many years ago, the Moore family had lived here temporarily, in an 80-square-meter apartment.

Back then, Rena often cooked for Harold.

He was always so busy…

Whenever he returned, she would be dozing off on the table.

This was where she had spent her youth.

As Rena opened the door, she found the interior Largely unchanged, but there were some new additions that indicated someone came here often to clean. There was even a plate of washed fruit on the table.

A large painting hung on the wall.

It depicted Harold and Rena, a group photo from their college days.

In her early twenties, Rena had confessed her love for Harold at that time…

Their group photo was also placed by the bedside in the bedroom.

After standing quietly for a while, Rena made her way to the kitchen and opened the fridge. It was stocked with plenty of fruits and vegetables. With composure, she took some out and proceeded to make two simple dishes and a soup, Harold’s favorite.

Once done, she set the dishes on the table.

Rena thought that if souls existed, Harold would remember to come back for the meat.

As she left, she left the key behind.

She knew she would never return.

Walking down the stairs, the cold night breeze brushed against her face.

Rena didn’t know if life would have been better without Harold’s betrayal, but she understood there was no turning back. She had Loved Harold, and now, all she could do for him after his death was to prepare a meal…

*

As Rena descended the stairs, she was met with a slightly chaotic scene.

Aline had arrived, accompanied by several members of the Moore family.

Addie, Harold’s sister, pulled Aline and cried, “My brother has passed away. Aline, why are you still causing a scene here?”

Aline was utterly distraught.

Her heart raced, and she seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

Staring at Rena, she shouted, “He died for you! He came to me and pleaded for you. Even when he left, he went to see you. He was dying, and he still had you on his mind… He made sure this place was well-kept and came to clean it every week. Rena, do you ever think about him?”

Aline’s emotions were a whirlwind of desperation and jealousy.

She appeared almost mad, and those around her tried to calm her down.

With composure, Rena replied, “I’m married.”

Her marriage meant she couldn’t dwell on her former lover.

Harold was gone…

While Rena felt a hint of sadness, she couldn’t reciprocate the same love they once shared. Their connection had merely been a missed opportunity, not to mention the fact that Harold had almost ruined the Gordon family.

Ross opened the car door for Rena.

She stepped into the vehicle, her nose reddened from suppressed emotions. In a low voice, she said, “Let’s go.”

The black Limousine pulled away slowly.

Meanwhile, Aline continued to create a scene. She had been the one who had a physical relationship with Harold before his death, yet he still thought about Rena when he was dying. The Moore family had even entrusted Rena with Harold’s most precious possession.

As the autumn night grew darker, the rain poured heavier.

Aline knelt on the ground, tears flowing uncontrollably.

It was already past midnight when Rena came back to the villa, a sense of peace settling over her.

Within the hall, bathed in a soft glow from the lamps, Waylen sat, cradling a glass of crimson wine in his hand.

Exhausted, Rena removed her coat and settled down beside him.

With gentleness in her voice, she requested, “Waylen, would you mind pouring me a glass of red wine?”

His gaze spoke volumes, revealing profound emotions that stirred within.

Yet, despite the emotions that Lingered, he poured her a glass of wine, watching as she sipped from it.

As the wine’s warmth enveloped her, Rena felt a subtle flush on her cheeks.

eyes, “Now, I understand your

wistfulness washed over

opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for

made her way

disappear into the soft

the necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold, at

closed the safe’s door,

his advance, she gently

he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips

resting his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

voice soft and sincere. “We came to know each other after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should be mine, and you should regain your memory and come back to me. But now, what matters most to me is your happiness. If you find someone you love, I truly don’t mind. As long as she

that case, I would be happy to see you with

Waylen playfully nibbled

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried

of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

out hoarse as she called out his

a soft murmur, he whispered into

subsided, leaving behind

breathed gently. She turned her head

moonlight scattered through the autumn

mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which

Her words held true.

took on various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like

light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t

the social engagement from that

lifted Rena’s body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

extend her condolences for

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it

had visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

complexity of the accounts,

her to the

to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring

on the account

years passed, her beauty had only grown

tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena,

wept inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted

the matter, Rena replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of

employees were

dared not say

Waylen collected Alexis

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s

had won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek,

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job sweeping

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked over with

but

of the account book. She closed it and handed it to Addie,

after explaining

was disinclined to engage in any disputes

would be improper to be irked by

feel the need

in her arms and played with him

Waylen kept company with

ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist

smiled gently, signifying

assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena

care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between

Rena could not help

she was startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on

her nightgown and approached the

intensified by the

a slight chill, Rena dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered

where Harold had a

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you going

the stack of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as

continued chatting for

Rena ended

a few years younger, she might

other end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a

improved considerably in recent

death that

had left an indelible

make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer among

he adapted to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena Love

often involved weighing

in their comfort zone after

no improper

about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went

his surprise, it

learning that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same

a silk pajama, she

my room is broken. Can I use

by her advances, Waylen stood

dead of

a white shirt and black suit pants,

he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in need of

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her

words seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a

explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never

don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the

cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

the dead of night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill

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