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.

understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and

wistfulness washed over

with detachment. “Harold is no

she made her way

seated, Waylen watched her retreating figure disappear into the

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

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

his advance, she gently

pressed her against the safe and pressed

on her shoulder,

“A little,” she confessed.

to know each other after his betrayal. You Lost your memory because of me. I believed that you should be

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

a tender gesture, Waylen

he carried

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around

as she called out his name,

he whispered

sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

breathed gently. She turned her head

through the autumn

her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace.

Her words held true.

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

light, Waylen gazed at her

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

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement from

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

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was

not extend her condolences for

death, the Moore Group was

twice, seeking her help

the accounts, Addie

to the study on the

help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie

on the account book

beauty had only

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

Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted

am willing to assist for the sake

were once her

say more on the

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

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

a prize that

picked up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek,

proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’!

was Left momentarily

Waylen walked over

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

She closed it and handed it to Addie, saying, “Pass it to the accountant and have him

Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining to Waylen the reason

In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes due to Harold’s

be improper to be irked

feel the need

in her arms and played with him for

Waylen kept company

couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena, have

smiled gently,

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

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

Rena could not

of a dream, lying alone on her

in her nightgown and approached

was further intensified

rings, he answered the call with

dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

inquired, “Do

She declined his offer.

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

replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to

continued chatting for

Rena ended

couldn’t help but think if she were a few years younger, she might have longed

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

relationship had improved considerably in

death that had eased the tension

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

fuss about it

adapted to their waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How

love often involved weighing the advantages and

comfort zone after considering all

improper desires for other

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

his surprise, it

Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had

pajama, she exuded a captivating

heater in my room is

her advances, Waylen stood firm at

the dead of

pants, he exuded the masculinity

If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

with grace and

his words seemed to imply that she was nothing

Lips, Ruth attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I would never

knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your

remark, Waylen slammed the

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

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