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.

she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend

wistfulness washed over

her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for

she made

her retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on

the Light of day

safe’s door, she sensed

she gently said, “I’m

pressed her against the safe and

chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

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

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

tender gesture, Waylen playfully

he carried her gently to

expression of his dissatisfaction, he

instinctively wrapped her arms around his

she called out

murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do

sweat subsided, leaving behind

her

through the autumn

Harold and his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace.

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others

Waylen gazed at her for a

pressed his body against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

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

social

the chauffeur paid more attention

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

did not extend her condolences

death, the Moore Group was leaderless and it declined

her help for the

the accounts,

her to the study on the

Rena would be willing to help her. As they

fixed on the account book before

beauty had only

on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say

funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help,

replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for

were once her father’s

dared not say more on

collected Alexis and brought her

her mother’s arms, triumphant over the

the only child that had won a prize that day, and

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

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

Left

that moment, Waylen walked over

mildly surprised but he

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

her and departed, after explaining to

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to engage in any disputes

irked

didn’t feel the need

in her arms and played with him for a

kept company

study exuded a warm and comfortable ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist

smiled gently, signifying her

the leadership of

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

now and then, Rena could not

alone on her bed while Waylen was away on a business trip in

wrapped herself in her nightgown

further intensified

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

nodded, recounting the dream where Harold had a

“Do you want me to come

She declined his offer.

weariness evident in her

replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude the negotiation as soon as possible and

chatting

ended the call

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

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

improved considerably in

tragic death that

demise had left an indelible mark in

better than to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer among

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

love often involved weighing the advantages and

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all the

had no improper desires

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

it

on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted her schedule to stay at

in a silk pajama, she exuded a captivating

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken. Can I use yours?”

by her advances, Waylen stood

the dead of

suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

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

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be

women with grace and politeness. She had hoped that her current status as an A-List actress would

seemed to imply that she was nothing more

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

men’s doors in the middle of

that cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

a chill running down her

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