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 why you continuously aid

of wistfulness washed

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

she made her

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the

saw the Light of day again, it might trigger memories

closed the safe’s door,

his advance, she gently said,

silence, he pressed her against the safe

on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his

“A little,” she confessed.

“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

case, I would be happy

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried her gently to

expression of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively

she called out his name,

whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still love

leaving behind a

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head to gaze

through the autumn

mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits,

light, Waylen gazed at her for a prolonged

against hers and murmured, “Rena, don’t Lie to

Rena evaded his touch.

of his nose and said in a seductive tone,

recalled the social engagement from that

kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid more

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

extend her condolences

Moore Group was leaderless and

her twice, seeking her help for the Moore Group’s

complexity of the

the study on the second

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

on

the years passed, her beauty had only

left no heir

but when I attempted to seek her help, she

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

were once her

dared not say more

Waylen collected Alexis and brought

joyfully threw herself into her mother’s arms, triumphant

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

a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward did

was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me

was Left

that moment, Waylen walked

he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her with

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

and departed, after explaining to Waylen

disinclined to engage

irked

didn’t feel the

and

Waylen kept

ambiance. Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly, “Rena, have

smiled gently, signifying

of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the

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

now and then, Rena could not help

dream, lying alone on her bed while

her nightgown and approached the

autumn was further intensified by the

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

nodded, recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic

hushed tone, Waylen inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

prolonged silence followed and with weariness evident in her voice, she asked,

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

chatting

ended the

she might have longed for him to come back and

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

had improved considerably

it was Harold’s tragic death that had

demise had left an indelible

to make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer

passion and doubts began

weighing

comfort zone after considering all the

improper desires for other

phone, he was about to resume his work when a soft knock

his surprise, it was Ruth standing

business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately adjusted

silk pajama, she exuded a captivating sexual

room is broken.

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

in the dead of night, he

pants, he exuded the masculinity

Miss Powell? If you

Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to

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

seemed to imply that she was nothing more than

attempted to explain, “Mr.

yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word of this gets out, your tiny company won’t survive for much

cutting remark, Waylen slammed the door

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

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