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.

murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously

of wistfulness

her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no

made her way

disappear into

saw the Light of day

door, she sensed

evading his advance, she gently said, “I’m a little

pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips against

chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his

“A little,” she confessed.

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

her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy to see you with

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried her gently to the

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

voice came out hoarse as she called out his

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

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze at

scattered through

and his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered

Her words held true.

as spirits, while others flowed gently like

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

pressed his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

nose and said in a seductive

the social engagement from that

that night, the chauffeur paid more attention

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

not extend her condolences for

the Moore Group

her twice, seeking her help for the Moore

complexity of the

the study

expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat

undivided attention was fixed on the

passed, her beauty had only grown

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

I attempted

to assist for the

of those employees were once

not say more

Alexis

mother’s arms, triumphant

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

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

replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job

was Left

moment, Waylen walked

he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with a reserved

almost finished the verification of the account book. She closed it and handed it to

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

In truth, he was disinclined to

irked by things related to

didn’t feel the need to explain

Marcus in her arms and played with

kept

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

gently,

sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership

also well taken care of. It

and then, Rena could not

a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen

herself in her nightgown

intensified

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

dream where Harold had a

Waylen inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in her voice,

desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude

continued chatting

ended

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

Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at

improved

that had

down, Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left an

better than to make a fuss about it

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

weighing

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all

Waylen had no improper desires

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

it was Ruth standing

Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately

she

is broken. Can I use

Waylen stood

of night, he

and black suit pants,

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

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t

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

his words seemed to imply that

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

in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets

cutting remark, Waylen

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

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