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.

“Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and rescue

tinge of wistfulness washed

opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold

made her way

disappear into the soft

the Light of

the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s

his advance, she gently said, “I’m a little weary

pressed her against the

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

“A little,” she confessed.

her head, Rena caressed his handsome 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

momentarily speechless “In that case, I

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried

expression of his dissatisfaction,

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

hoarse as she called

completely captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you

leaving behind a sense of cooled

turned her head to

moonlight scattered through

demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile

Her words held true.

as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea

gazed

hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie to

Rena evaded his touch.

exquisite lines of his nose and said

recalled the social engagement from that

her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t have

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

did not extend

death, the Moore Group

had visited her twice, seeking her

complexity of the accounts, Addie

the study on

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

fixed on the account book before

years passed, her beauty

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

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

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

were once

not say more on the

Alexis

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

only child that had won a prize that day, and even Leonel

adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek,

Best Hygiene Model’! The

was Left

Waylen walked over

he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it

thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for her

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

would be improper to be irked

the need to

cradled Marcus in her arms and

Waylen kept

warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t

gently, signifying her

tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the

also well taken care of. It appeared that the

and then, Rena could

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

her nightgown

was further intensified by

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

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

prolonged silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you

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

continued chatting for

Rena ended the

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

picked up a photo of Rena

relationship had improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the

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

about it since

he adapted to their waning passion and doubts began to

involved weighing the advantages and

choose to stay in their comfort zone after considering all

Waylen had no improper desires for other

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

it was Ruth

trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule

in a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

my room is broken. Can I

by her advances, Waylen stood

of

black suit pants,

do you charge, Miss Powell? If

Ruth; she hadn’t expected

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

seemed to imply that she

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

Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the

that cutting remark, Waylen

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255