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.

against the sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and

wistfulness

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 jealous

she made

her retreating figure disappear

that when it saw the Light of day again,

door, she sensed

she gently said, “I’m a little

he pressed her against the

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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

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

Waylen

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

dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms

out hoarse as she

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

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind

turned her head to gaze

scattered through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while others flowed gently

gazed at her for a prolonged

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social engagement from

body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

did not extend

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and

seeking her

of the accounts,

invited her to the study

be willing to help her. As they

undivided attention was fixed on the account book

beauty had only

Addie felt a 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

funeral, but when I attempted to seek

assist for the sake

those employees were once

not say

Alexis and brought her

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

had won a prize that day, and even Leonel had

kiss on her cheek, asking, “What

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

was Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked over with

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

closed it and handed it to

departed, after explaining

he was disinclined to

irked by things

feel the need to

Marcus in her arms and played

Waylen kept company

couldn’t resist approaching

gently,

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

children were also well taken care of. It appeared that the once-violent quarrel

every now and then, Rena could

startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while

her nightgown and approached

intensified by the

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

nodded, recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic

Waylen inquired, “Do you want

She declined his offer.

with weariness evident in her voice,

the stack of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and

continued chatting

ended

were a few years younger, she might have

the other end of the line, after hanging up, Waylen picked up

improved considerably in recent

that had eased the

understood that Harold’s demise had

knew better than to make a fuss about it since

began to creep in. How much did

weighing

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all the

improper desires for other

a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service, he went to

surprise, it was Ruth standing

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

in a silk pajama, she exuded a

is broken. Can I

advances, Waylen stood firm

dead of

a white shirt and black suit pants, he

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

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him

time she saw him, though he appeared indifferent, he treated women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List

that she was nothing more than

“Mr. Fowler, I would never

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

cutting remark, Waylen

there, a

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