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

tinge of wistfulness

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

she made her way

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

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

the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence

advance, she gently said, “I’m a little weary

pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips

chin on her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

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

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

Waylen playfully

protest but, instead, he carried

dissatisfaction, he

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

out hoarse as she called

soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still love

heat and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense of cooled

gently. She turned her head to gaze

moonlight scattered through the

body was warm, which offered solace. A

Her words held true.

spirits, while

dim light, Waylen gazed

his body against hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

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

the social engagement from that

paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend her

Group was leaderless

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

the complexity of the accounts,

invited her to the study on

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

attention was fixed on the account book before

the years passed, her beauty had only

verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I reached

funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to see

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

employees were

dared not say

Waylen collected Alexis and

mother’s

that had won a prize that day, and even Leonel

up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her

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

Left momentarily

moment, Waylen walked

mildly surprised but he greeted her with

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

and departed, after

to engage in

improper to be irked

the need to explain

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with him for

kept company

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

gently,

days, a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership

children were also well taken care of. It

now and then, Rena could not help

was startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip

her nightgown

desolate autumn was further intensified by the ceaseless

rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena,

the dream where Harold

a hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in her voice, she

yet. I want to conclude the

continued chatting

Rena ended

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

up a photo of Rena and gazed at

had improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased the tension

had

to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

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

involved weighing the

stay in their comfort zone after

Waylen had no improper

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

it was Ruth standing

she had deliberately adjusted

silk pajama, she exuded a captivating

in my room is broken. Can I use

by her advances, Waylen stood

the dead of night,

shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a mature

charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many

she hadn’t expected

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

imply that she

attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

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

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

found herself standing there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the

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