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.

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

wistfulness washed

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

she made

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

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

safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence

she gently said,

pressed her against the safe and

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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,

“In that case, I would be happy to see

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

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

expression of his dissatisfaction,

instinctively wrapped her arms around his

voice came out hoarse as she

murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you

subsided, leaving behind a sense of

breathed gently. She turned her head to

through

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

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like

gazed at her for a prolonged

body against hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about the business

the social engagement from

night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear,

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend

Moore Group was

visited her twice, seeking her help for

complexity of the accounts,

her to the study

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

undivided attention was fixed on the account book before

beauty

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

inconsolably at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek

willing to assist for the

of those employees were once her father’s

not say

Alexis and

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

that had won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a

was Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked

mildly surprised but he greeted her with a

almost finished the verification of the account book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying,

her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason

truth, he was disinclined to engage in

be improper to be irked

feel the need

arms and played

kept company

couldn’t resist

gently, signifying her

assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena

also well taken care of. It appeared

every now and then, Rena could not help recalling

in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen

herself in her nightgown

was further intensified by the ceaseless

slight chill, Rena dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena,

the dream where Harold had

“Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

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

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

continued chatting for a

ended the

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

up, Waylen picked up

had improved considerably in

tragic death that

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

a fuss about it since Harold was no

waning passion and doubts began to

weighing the

comfort zone after

had no improper

away his phone, he was about to resume his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he

his surprise, it was Ruth

a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the

pajama, she exuded

heater in my room is broken.

by her advances, Waylen

dead of night, he

white shirt and black suit pants, he

much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and in need

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t

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

his words seemed to imply that she was

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

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

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

herself standing there, a chill running down her spine,

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