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.

the sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings.

wistfulness washed

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

she made her way

figure disappear into

it saw the Light of day again, it

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

she gently said, “I’m

the safe and pressed his lips

his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

his handsome face with her fingers, 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

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

tender gesture, Waylen

instead, he carried her gently to the

of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

instinctively wrapped

out hoarse as she called out his

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

heat and sweat subsided, leaving

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at the

through the autumn

was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently

gazed at

against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

exquisite lines of his nose and said in a

recalled the social engagement

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

not extend

the Moore Group was leaderless and

visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore

the

to the study on the

expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in

on the account book before

the years passed, her beauty

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

attempted to seek her help, she even refused to see

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

those employees were once her

say more on the

Waylen collected Alexis

her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she

the only child that had won a

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

Hygiene Model’!

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

closed it and handed it

and departed, after explaining to Waylen

to engage in

improper to be irked by things related to

didn’t feel the

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with him

kept

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

smiled gently,

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

It appeared that

then, Rena could

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

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached the

desolate autumn was further intensified by

Rena dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you have

recounting the dream where Harold had

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in her voice,

stack of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to

continued chatting for

Rena ended the

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

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

had improved considerably in recent

Harold’s tragic death that had

understood that Harold’s demise had left

better than to make a fuss about it since Harold

and doubts began

often involved weighing the advantages

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all

no improper desires for other

a soft knock

it was

a business trip to Hondrau, she had

silk pajama, she exuded a

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

Waylen stood firm at the

the dead of night, he

pants, he

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

hadn’t expected him

and politeness. She had hoped that her current

to imply that she was nothing more than

explain, “Mr. Fowler,

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

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

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

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