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 washed

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

made her

Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

the Light

the safe’s door,

evading his advance, she gently said, “I’m

her against the safe

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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

case, I would be

a tender gesture, Waylen

instead, he carried her gently to

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped

hoarse as she

completely captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered

leaving behind a sense of cooled

Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to

through

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

Her words held true.

spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea or

light, Waylen gazed at

body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

exquisite lines of his nose and said in

recalled the social engagement

and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

did not extend her

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless

her help for the Moore

of the accounts, Addie didn’t

her to the study on the

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

was fixed on the account book

the years passed, her beauty had

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

Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she

for the sake of the more than two thousand employees

of those employees were once her

not say more on

Alexis and

into her mother’s arms, triumphant

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

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What

‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The

Left

that moment, Waylen walked

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

the verification of the account book. She closed it and handed it

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

truth, he was disinclined to

be irked by things related to

feel the

and played with him for a

kept company with

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

gently, signifying her

enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with her

of. It appeared

and then, Rena could not help

alone on her bed while Waylen was

herself in her nightgown and approached

further intensified

After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you

where Harold had a tragic

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

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

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

chatting for

Rena ended the call

years younger, she might have longed for

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

had improved considerably

it was Harold’s tragic death that

understood that Harold’s demise had left an

than to make a fuss about it since

to their waning passion and doubts began to

love often involved weighing

comfort

Waylen had no improper

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

surprise, it

trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same hotel as

she exuded

the heater in my room is

by her advances, Waylen

of night, he remained

white shirt and black suit pants, he

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

hadn’t expected him to be

treated women with grace and politeness.

words seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a

“Mr. Fowler, I would never sell

with 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 won’t survive

remark, Waylen slammed the

standing there, a chill running

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