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

tinge of wistfulness washed over

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

she made her

her retreating figure disappear into

the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a

closed the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence

evading his advance, she gently

the safe

chin on her shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

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

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

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

instead, he carried

expression of his dissatisfaction,

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped

as she called out his

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

sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at the hazy

scattered through

his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear

light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

he tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me about the

the social engagement

night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did.

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

not extend her condolences for

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it

twice, seeking her help

the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

invited her to the

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

undivided attention was fixed on

passed, her beauty had only

brother had left no heir for the

I attempted to seek her

willing to assist for the sake of the more than two

were once her

not say

collected Alexis and

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize

had won a prize that day, and even Leonel

up the adorable girl and planted a kiss

her chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job sweeping the

was Left

that moment, Waylen walked over with

mildly surprised but

it and handed it to Addie,

her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

truth, he was disinclined to engage in any

to be irked

the

and played with

kept company

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

smiled gently, signifying her

assumed the leadership of the Exceed

taken care of. It appeared that the

then, Rena could

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

wrapped herself in her nightgown

desolate autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless

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

where Harold had a tragic traffic

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

evident in her voice, she asked,

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

chatting for

ended

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

the other end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at

had improved considerably

it was Harold’s tragic death that had

demise had left an indelible mark in Rena’s

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

and doubts began to

love often involved weighing the

their comfort zone

no improper

work when a soft knock resounded at the

it was Ruth

a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately

pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

is broken. Can I

advances, Waylen stood

in the dead of night, he

pants, he exuded the

he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you

hadn’t expected him to be so

with grace and politeness. She had hoped that

imply that she

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

and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night!

remark,

night, Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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