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.

“Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you

wistfulness

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

made

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the

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

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

she gently

the safe and pressed his lips against

on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

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

overwhelmed her, leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I

gesture, Waylen playfully

instead, he carried

dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively

she called out his name, “Waylen…

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

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

her head to gaze at the

moonlight scattered through

mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while others flowed

Waylen gazed at her for a

against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie to

Rena evaded his touch.

the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a

the social

the chauffeur paid

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

not extend her

Harold’s death, the Moore Group was leaderless and

her help for

the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

to the

As they sat in the study, savoring

on the account book

passed, her beauty had only grown more

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

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

the matter, Rena replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than

employees were once her

say more on the

collected Alexis and

her mother’s arms,

had won a prize that day, and

up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen

but he greeted her with

book. She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have him

after explaining to Waylen the reason for

In truth, he was disinclined to

be irked

the need to

Marcus in her arms and played

Waylen kept company with

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

gently, signifying

assumed the leadership of the

of. It appeared

every now and then, Rena could not

lying alone on her bed while Waylen was

in her nightgown

further intensified by the

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

dream where Harold

“Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

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

hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to

continued chatting

ended

she might have longed for him to come back and

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

improved considerably in

death that had eased the tension between

that Harold’s demise had left an indelible

better than to make a fuss about

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

weighing the advantages and

comfort zone after considering all the

had no improper

soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service,

it was

business trip to Hondrau, she had

a silk pajama, she exuded

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

advances, Waylen

the dead of night, he

shirt and black suit pants, he exuded

do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of

hadn’t expected him to be so

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

seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a

to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never sell

“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

cutting remark, Waylen slammed

Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down

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