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

tinge of wistfulness washed over

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

she made her way

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows

knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold,

the safe’s door, she

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

the safe and

chin on her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

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

momentarily speechless “In that case, I

Waylen playfully

but, instead, he carried her gently

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped

as she

her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear,

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of cooled

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

through the

Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she replied, “Yes, I

Her words held true.

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

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for

he tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social engagement

chauffeur paid more attention than

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

did not extend

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless and

her twice, seeking her help

complexity of the accounts,

invited her to the study on

didn’t expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie

attention was fixed on the

beauty had only grown more

up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family,

I attempted to

for

were once her father’s

not say more on

collected Alexis and

Alexis joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms,

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

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great

Left

Waylen

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he

almost finished the verification of the account book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have him recheck

and departed, after explaining

was disinclined to engage in any disputes due

irked

the need

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with him for a

Waylen kept company

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena,

smiled gently,

enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while

well taken care of. It appeared that the

and then, Rena

lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip in

her nightgown

intensified by the ceaseless night

rings, he answered the call

where Harold had

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

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

chatting for

Rena ended the

if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to

up, Waylen picked up a

had improved considerably in

tragic death that had eased the tension between

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an

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

to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena

weighing the advantages

to stay in their comfort zone after considering

no improper desires

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

surprise, it was Ruth

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

she exuded

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken.

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

of

a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity

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

she hadn’t expected him to be

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

imply that she was nothing more

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

“Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

herself standing there, a chill running down her spine,

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