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.

I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you

of wistfulness washed

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

she made

disappear into the soft shadows

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

door, she sensed Waylen’s presence

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

against the safe

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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 is a

leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried her gently

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged

consumed her, Rena instinctively

out hoarse as she called out

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

and sweat subsided, leaving behind

gently. She turned her head to gaze at the

through the

of Harold and his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile

Her words held true.

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

light, Waylen gazed

pressed his body against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t

recalled the social

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

not extend her condolences for

Group was leaderless and

visited her twice, seeking her help for the

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

the study on the second

As

attention was fixed on

her beauty had only grown

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

attempted to

composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand

those employees were once her father’s

say

collected Alexis and brought

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

won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

girl and planted a kiss on

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

was Left momentarily

moment, Waylen walked over with

surprised but he greeted her with a

and handed it to Addie,

and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for her

was disinclined to engage in any disputes due

would be improper to be irked by things related to the

the need to

in her arms and played with him for a

Waylen kept company with

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena,

smiled gently, signifying

of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group,

were also well taken care of. It appeared that

and then, Rena

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

her nightgown and

further intensified by the

dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the

dream where

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

prolonged silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she

“Not yet. I

continued chatting for

ended the call

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

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

had improved considerably in recent

was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the

understood that Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark

fuss about it

waning passion and doubts began to creep in.

weighing the

their comfort zone after considering all

had no improper desires

soft knock resounded

surprise, it was

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

silk pajama, she exuded

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

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

the dead of

suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

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

she hadn’t expected

indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would

to imply that she was nothing more than a

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

disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company

remark,

there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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