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.

closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings.

wistfulness washed over

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

she made

watched her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

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

the safe’s door, she sensed

she gently said,

he pressed her against the safe

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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, I truly don’t mind. As long as she

her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be

Waylen playfully nibbled on her

instead, he

his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

she called out his name,

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

subsided, leaving behind a sense

She turned her head to gaze at the hazy

scattered through the

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

Her words held true.

as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear

dim light, Waylen gazed at her

body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

his nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you

the social engagement from that

body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was

not extend her condolences for

Harold’s death, the Moore Group

her twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

of the

to the study

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

fixed on

beauty had

surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I reached out to

I attempted to seek her help, she even refused

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

of those employees were

say more on

Alexis and brought

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

that had won a prize that

planted a kiss on her cheek,

Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great

was Left

moment, Waylen walked

he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted

She closed it and handed it to Addie,

Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason for her

truth, he was disinclined to engage in

be improper to be irked by

didn’t feel the need

cradled Marcus in her arms and

Waylen kept company

and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t

smiled gently, signifying her

Waylen assumed the leadership

taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between them

then, Rena could not help

alone on her bed while Waylen

in her

was further intensified by the ceaseless night

rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you have a

dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

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

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

continued chatting for

Rena ended the

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

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

improved considerably in

tragic death that had

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left

make a fuss about it since Harold

to their waning passion and doubts began

love often involved weighing

choose to stay in their comfort zone after considering

Waylen had no improper

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

it was Ruth

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

silk pajama, she exuded a

in my room is broken. Can I

advances, Waylen

of night,

a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t

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

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing more

Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

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

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

standing there, a chill running down her spine,

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