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.

“Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend

of wistfulness

Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to

made her

figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

the necklace in a safe, knowing that when it saw the Light of

she closed the safe’s door,

his advance, she gently said,

silence, he pressed her against the safe and pressed his lips

resting his chin on her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

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

I would be happy to see you with her,”

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully

instead, he carried her

dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

instinctively

came out hoarse as she called out his

he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do

sweat subsided, leaving behind

gently. She turned her head to gaze

scattered through the

body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile

Her words held true.

as spirits, while others

light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

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

Rena evaded his touch.

his nose and said in a seductive

the social engagement from

paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear,

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend her condolences

the Moore Group was leaderless and

twice, seeking her

the complexity of the accounts,

the study on the second

didn’t expect that Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat in the study,

on the account book before

the years passed, her beauty

felt a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no

I attempted to seek her help, she even

composure, “I am willing to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of the

of those employees were

say

Waylen collected Alexis

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

a prize that day, and

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

Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing

was Left

that moment, Waylen

but

it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass

departed, after explaining to Waylen the

disinclined to engage in any

be improper to be irked by things related to

the need

cradled Marcus in her arms and played with him for a

Waylen kept company

couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering

gently, signifying her

of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership

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

then, Rena could not help recalling

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

in her nightgown and approached the

further intensified by the ceaseless

After a few rings, he answered the call with

where Harold had a tragic

“Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

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

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

chatting for a

ended

she might have longed for him to come back and keep

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

relationship had improved considerably

that

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

to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

doubts began to

weighing

their comfort zone

had no improper desires

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

it was

Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at the same

in a silk pajama, she exuded

is broken. Can I use yours?” she

advances, Waylen

in the dead of night, he

in a white shirt and black suit pants, he

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

hadn’t expected him to be so

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

seemed to imply that she was nothing more

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

and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore,

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

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

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