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 why you

wistfulness washed over

eyes slowly opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s

she made

figure disappear into

knowing that when it saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of a man named Harold, at

closed the safe’s door, she sensed

advance, she gently said, “I’m

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

her shoulder, he

“A little,” she confessed.

a slight turn of her head, Rena caressed his 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 your memory and come back to me. But now, what matters most to me is your happiness. If

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

tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

protest but, instead, he carried

wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy with

her, Rena instinctively wrapped her arms around his

came out hoarse as she called out his name,

a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

leaving behind a sense

her head to gaze at the hazy darkness

scattered through

untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered

Her words held true.

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

light, Waylen gazed at

against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

nose and said in a seductive tone, “Shouldn’t you tell me

the social engagement

chauffeur paid

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and

had visited her twice, seeking her

the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t fully

the study on

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

was fixed on the account book

the years passed, her beauty

left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed

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

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

were

say more on

collected Alexis

Alexis joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms,

the only child that had won a prize that day, and even Leonel had praised

planted a kiss on her cheek, asking,

“I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised

Left

Waylen walked over with

seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

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

her and departed, after

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

improper to be irked by things related to

the

in her arms and played with him for

kept

warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching

smiled gently, signifying

sense of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while Rena was busy with

It appeared that the once-violent quarrel between them had

Rena could not

lying alone

wrapped herself in her nightgown

was further intensified by the ceaseless night

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

where

“Do

She declined his offer.

with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

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

continued chatting for a

Rena ended the

younger, she might have longed for him to come back and keep

hanging up, Waylen picked up a

relationship had improved

was Harold’s tragic death that

understood that Harold’s demise had left an indelible

better than to make a fuss about it since Harold was

doubts began to creep in. How

weighing

stay in their comfort

improper

soft knock resounded at the door. Assuming it was room service,

surprise, it was Ruth

to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at

silk pajama, she exuded a captivating

room is broken. Can I

her advances, Waylen

of night,

white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded

If

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t

with grace and politeness. She had

seemed to imply that she was

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

men’s doors in the middle of the night!

cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed

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