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

wistfulness

words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no

made

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

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

closed the safe’s door,

she gently said, “I’m a little weary

he pressed her against the safe and

shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

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

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

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on

but, instead, he carried her gently to

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

she called out

a soft murmur, he whispered into her

leaving

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to

moonlight scattered through

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

Her words held true.

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

light, Waylen gazed at her for a

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

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

recalled the social engagement

“On that night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear, I won’t have any

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

extend her condolences for

death, the Moore Group was leaderless

her help

the complexity of the accounts,

to the study on

willing to help her. As

was fixed on the account

passed, her beauty had only

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, “Rena, I reached out

when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to

for the sake of the more than two thousand

of those employees were once her

not say more on

Alexis and brought

into her mother’s arms,

child that had won a

girl and planted a kiss on her cheek,

her chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing a great job sweeping the

was Left

moment, Waylen walked over

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant

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

to engage in any

irked by

feel the need to explain

arms and played with him for

kept company with

and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching

gently, signifying her

the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with her film

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

then, Rena could not help recalling

a dream, lying alone on

in her nightgown and

intensified by the ceaseless

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

the dream where Harold

“Do you want

She declined his offer.

followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked, “Are you going to

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

continued chatting for a

ended

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

hanging up, Waylen picked up a photo of Rena and gazed at it quietly for a long

relationship had improved considerably in recent

it was Harold’s tragic death that had eased

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

fuss about it since

and doubts began to creep in. How

love often involved weighing

stay in their comfort zone

no improper

his work when a soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming

his surprise, it was

had deliberately adjusted her

pajama, she

my room is broken. Can

by her advances, Waylen stood firm

the dead of night,

a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the

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

Ruth; she hadn’t expected

grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as

seemed to imply that

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

with disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the

remark, Waylen slammed

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

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