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.

of wistfulness washed

her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s

she made her

her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories

safe’s door, she

advance, she gently said, “I’m a

her against the safe and pressed

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

“A little,” she confessed.

a slight turn of her head, Rena caressed 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,

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

Waylen playfully

instead, he

his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

Rena instinctively wrapped her arms

she

completely captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

gently. She turned her head to gaze at the hazy

moonlight scattered through

warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she

Her words held true.

various forms, some as intense as spirits, while others

light, Waylen gazed at her

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

Rena evaded his touch.

of his nose and said in a seductive tone,

recalled the social engagement

paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

extend

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

her twice, seeking her help for

complexity of the accounts, Addie

her to the study on the

didn’t expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As

on the account book before

years passed, her beauty had

of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir

at Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to

composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two

those employees were once her

say more on the

Alexis

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

won a prize that day, and even

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

Hygiene Model’! The

was Left

that moment, Waylen

but

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

after explaining

was disinclined to engage

be irked by things related

didn’t feel the need to

and played with him for

Waylen kept

couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly,

gently, signifying

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

were also well taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between them had

Rena

of a dream, lying alone on her bed while

wrapped herself in her nightgown and approached

was further intensified by the ceaseless

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

where Harold had a tragic

hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “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 conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and

continued chatting for a

Rena ended

were a few years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and keep

hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo

relationship had improved considerably in

tragic death that had

understood that Harold’s demise had left an

about it since Harold was no Longer among the

waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much

often involved weighing

their comfort zone after

no improper

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

his surprise, it was Ruth standing

to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted

a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

is broken.

advances, Waylen

dead of night, he remained

pants, he exuded the masculinity of

nonchalant tone, he 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

indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status

that she was nothing more than a

explain, “Mr. Fowler,

in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive for much

remark, Waylen slammed the door

Ruth found herself standing there, a chill running down her

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