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.

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

of wistfulness

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

she made her way

Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft

Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold, at

safe’s door, she

advance, she gently said, “I’m a little weary

silence, he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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

her, leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be

tender gesture, Waylen

instead, he

dissatisfaction, he engaged in

her, Rena instinctively

came out hoarse as she called out his

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

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

her head to gaze

through the autumn

Waylen’s body was warm,

Her words held true.

forms, some as intense as spirits,

light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

body against hers and

Rena evaded his touch.

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

social engagement from that

chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

did not extend her condolences

death, the Moore Group

visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore

the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t

to the study on the

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

attention was fixed on the account book

beauty

Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena,

funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she

to assist for the sake of the more than

were once

dared not say more

Alexis and brought her

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

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

planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What

Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen

but he greeted her with a reserved

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

departed, after explaining

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due to

irked by things related to

the need to

her arms and

kept company with

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena,

smiled gently,

of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the

of. It

Rena could not

lying alone on her bed while Waylen was

in her nightgown and approached the

autumn was further intensified

number. After a few rings, he

where Harold had a

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

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

“Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible

continued chatting for a

ended

she might have longed for him

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

relationship had improved considerably

was Harold’s tragic death that had

understood that Harold’s demise had left an

a fuss about it since Harold was

to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in.

involved weighing the advantages and

stay in their comfort zone after considering

no improper desires for

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

surprise, it

on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to

pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

heater in my room is broken.

Waylen

in the dead of

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

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

hadn’t expected him to be so

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

that she was nothing

Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr.

and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

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

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