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

of wistfulness washed

Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more.

she made

disappear

necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day

door, she sensed Waylen’s presence behind

his advance, she gently said,

against the safe and pressed his

her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

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 is

her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy

Waylen playfully nibbled on her

instead, he carried

dissatisfaction,

instinctively

came out hoarse as she called out his name, “Waylen…

whispered

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

gently. She turned her head to

moonlight scattered through the autumn

body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea or spring

light, Waylen gazed at her for a

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

Rena evaded his touch.

nose and said in a seductive

the social engagement from

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

did not extend her condolences

Harold’s death, the Moore Group

visited her twice, seeking her help

the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

her to the study on the

didn’t expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie stared at

fixed on the account

the years passed, her beauty had only

emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I

inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she even

to assist for the sake of the more than

those employees were

not say more

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she had

a prize that day,

adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek,

replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

it and handed it to Addie,

and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for

was disinclined to engage in any disputes due

improper to be irked by things

feel the need to explain

and

Waylen kept company

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

gently,

days, a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while

It

Rena could

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

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached

was further intensified by the ceaseless

a few rings, he

dream where Harold had

hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

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

chatting

ended the

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

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

improved considerably in recent

death that had

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

to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer among

and doubts began to creep in. How much

often involved weighing

in their comfort

Waylen had no improper desires for

about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the

surprise, it was

a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately

in a silk pajama, she exuded

the heater in my room is broken. Can I use yours?”

advances, Waylen stood firm at

in the dead of

black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of

he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my

hadn’t expected him to

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

to imply that she was nothing more than

Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never sell

doors in the middle of the

cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

of night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter

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