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 you continuously aid Elvira

of wistfulness washed

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

made her

disappear into the

when it saw the Light

safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence behind

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a

he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips against

chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his

“A little,” she confessed.

face with her fingers, her 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

emotions overwhelmed her, leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

instead, he carried her gently to

of his dissatisfaction, he engaged

instinctively

she called out

her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still love

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

She turned her head

through the

untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she replied, “Yes,

Her words held true.

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

gazed at her for a

body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you

the social engagement from that

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend her condolences

Moore Group was leaderless and

her twice, seeking her help

of the

invited her to the study

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

attention was fixed on

the years passed, her beauty had only

a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for

but when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to

assist for the sake of

those employees were

say more

collected Alexis and brought her

her return, Alexis joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms,

a prize

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking,

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

was Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked

but he greeted her with

and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have

thanked her and departed, after

In truth, he was disinclined to

improper to be irked by things related to

feel the

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with

kept company

couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly,

gently, signifying

ensuing days, a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the

children were also well taken care of. It

Rena could not help recalling

of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a

in her

was further intensified by

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

recounting the dream where Harold had a

Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

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

chatting

Rena ended the

couldn’t help but think if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to

other end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed

had improved considerably in

it was Harold’s tragic death that had

had left

about it since Harold was no Longer among

passion and doubts began to creep in.

often involved weighing

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all

improper desires for other

a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went

surprise, it was Ruth

that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately

pajama, she

in my room is broken. Can I

by her advances, Waylen

dead of

and black suit pants, he

do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates

she hadn’t expected him to

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

words seemed to imply that she

attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never

don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive

that cutting remark,

standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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