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.

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

of wistfulness

dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment.

she made her way

Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear

that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger

closed the safe’s door, she sensed

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

against the safe and pressed his lips

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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 happiness. If you find someone you love, I truly don’t mind. As long as she is a

momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see you with her,”

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

protest but, instead, he carried her

of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her

came out hoarse as she called out

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

subsided, leaving behind a

breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at

moonlight scattered through the

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

Her words held true.

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

gazed at her for a prolonged

hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said

recalled the social

paid more attention than I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

extend her condolences for

Moore Group was leaderless and it

twice, seeking her help

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

her to the

be willing to help her. As they sat

fixed on

her beauty had only grown more

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

I attempted to seek her help, she even refused

to assist for the sake of the more than two

those employees were once her father’s

not say more on the

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms,

won a prize that day, and even

girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What

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

was Left

moment, Waylen walked over

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a

account book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have

after explaining to Waylen the reason for

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

be irked by things related to

didn’t feel the need to

her arms and played with him for a

kept company with

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

gently, signifying her

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

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

then, Rena could not help recalling

the midst 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 answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you have

where Harold had

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice,

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

chatting for a

ended

think if she were a few years younger, she might have longed

Waylen picked up

improved

was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension

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

knew better than to make a fuss about it since

doubts began to creep in. How much did

involved weighing the advantages

their comfort zone after considering all the

had no improper

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

his surprise, it

that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at

silk pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

room is

her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

the dead of night,

and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

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

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected

saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing

attempted to explain, “Mr.

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

cutting remark, Waylen slammed

a chill running

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