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. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and rescue

tinge of wistfulness washed over

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

she made her

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the

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

she closed the safe’s door, she

she gently said, “I’m a

silence, he pressed her against the safe

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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 mind. As long

“In that case, I would be happy to see

tender gesture, Waylen playfully

but, instead, he carried

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction,

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped

voice came out hoarse as she called out his

a soft murmur, he whispered

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of

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

through

body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile

Her words held true.

some as intense as spirits,

the dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement from that

night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

extend her

Group was leaderless and

her help for the Moore Group’s

complexity of the accounts,

invited her to the study

her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea,

undivided attention was fixed on the

passed, her beauty had only grown more

left no heir

I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to see

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

those employees were once her father’s

say more on the

collected Alexis

herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant over the prize she had

was the only child that had won a prize that day, and

a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did you

Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing

was Left momentarily

Waylen walked over

mildly surprised but

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

her and departed, after explaining to

was disinclined to engage in any

improper to be irked by things

the

in her arms and played

kept

Waylen couldn’t

gently,

Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group,

were also well taken care of. It appeared that the

and then, Rena could

lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on

wrapped herself in her nightgown

desolate autumn was further intensified by the

Rena dialed Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

in

the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon

chatting for

ended the call

but think if she were a few years younger, she might have longed for

the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and

improved considerably in

that had eased the

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left

fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

waning passion and doubts began to creep in.

involved weighing

in their comfort zone

had no improper desires for other

a soft knock

his surprise, it was Ruth

had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay

pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken. Can I

her advances, Waylen

in the dead of night, he

shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the

charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates are single and

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be

grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status

words seemed to imply that

“Mr. Fowler, I would never sell my

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

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

standing there, a chill running down her

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