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.

with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I

wistfulness

words tinged with detachment.

she made her

figure disappear into the soft shadows on

secured the necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories

she closed the safe’s door, she

she gently said, “I’m a little weary

he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips against

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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

I would be happy to see you

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried her

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms

voice came out hoarse as she called

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

sweat subsided, leaving

Rena breathed gently. She turned her head

scattered through

demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she replied, “Yes, I

Her words held true.

forms, some as intense as spirits, while others flowed gently like clear tea or

dim light, Waylen gazed at her for

tenderly pressed his body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

her slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a

social engagement from

paid

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend her condolences

death, the Moore Group was leaderless

her help for the

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t

to the study

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

attention was fixed on the account book

beauty had only grown more

at her, 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 tone,

when I attempted to seek her

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

were once her

not say more on the

Alexis and

into her mother’s arms, triumphant over

had won a prize that day, and even Leonel had

kiss on her cheek, asking, “What

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

Left

that moment, Waylen walked over with

surprised but he greeted her with

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

after explaining to Waylen the reason

In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any

be improper to be irked by things related to the

feel the need

Marcus in her arms and played with him for

kept company

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

smiled gently,

ensuing days, a sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena

two children were also well taken care of. It

Rena could not

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

her nightgown and approached the

intensified by the

a few rings, he answered

nodded, recounting the dream where Harold had

inquired, “Do you want me

She declined his offer.

in her voice, she

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

chatting for

Rena ended the call

she might have longed for him to come back and keep

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

had improved considerably in

death that had eased the tension

Harold’s demise had left an indelible mark

knew better than to make a fuss about it since Harold

passion and doubts began to creep in. How much

often involved weighing

stay in their comfort

improper

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

his surprise, it was Ruth

had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the

pajama, she exuded a captivating

my room is broken.

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at

in the dead of night, he

white shirt and black suit pants,

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

hadn’t expected him to be

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

imply that she was nothing more

“Mr. Fowler, I would never sell my

don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed

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

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