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.

she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why

tinge of wistfulness

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

made her

figure disappear into the soft

the Light of day again, it might trigger memories

the safe’s door, she

advance, she gently said, “I’m

against the safe and pressed

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

“A little,” she confessed.

“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

that case, I would be happy to see you

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

instead, he

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

her, Rena instinctively wrapped

she called out his

he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at

scattered through

of Harold and his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which

Her words held true.

forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like

Waylen gazed at

he tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement

“On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

did not extend

Group was leaderless

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

complexity of the accounts, Addie

invited her to the study

would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea,

was fixed on

the years passed, her beauty had only

verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for

but when I attempted

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

employees were once

dared not say more on the

Alexis and brought her

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she

the only child that had won a prize

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did

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

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked over with

mildly surprised but he greeted her with

handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass

Addie thanked her and departed, after

Waylen smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes

be improper to be irked by things related to

didn’t feel the need to

arms and played with him

kept company

ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena,

gently,

enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena

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

and then, Rena could not help recalling

awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip

in her nightgown and

was further intensified by the ceaseless night

rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you

the dream where

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

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you going

replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and return

continued chatting for a

ended

a few years younger, she might have longed for him to come back

after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for a

relationship had improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that had

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark

about it

he adapted to their waning passion and doubts began

often involved weighing the advantages and

stay in their comfort zone after considering

had no improper desires for

was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was

surprise, it was Ruth

she had deliberately adjusted her schedule

silk pajama, she exuded

room is broken. Can I

her advances, Waylen stood

dead of night, he

in a white shirt and black suit pants, he

a nonchalant tone, he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

women with grace and politeness. She had hoped

seemed to imply that she was nothing

attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t

remark,

found herself standing there, a chill running down

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