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

of wistfulness

her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more.

she made her

retreating figure disappear into the soft

saw the Light of day

the safe’s door, she sensed

evading his advance, she gently said, “I’m

her against the

chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does his passing

“A little,” she confessed.

should be mine, and you should regain your memory and come back to me. But now, what matters most to me is

leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would be happy

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled

instead, he carried

of his dissatisfaction, he engaged in intimacy

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively

hoarse as she called out his name, “Waylen…

completely captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered

subsided, leaving behind a

turned her head to gaze at the hazy darkness

scattered through the

was warm, which

Her words held true.

spirits, while others flowed gently like

the dim light, Waylen gazed

against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

exquisite lines of his nose and said in

social

chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena,

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a

extend her condolences

the Moore Group

seeking her help

by the complexity of the accounts, Addie

the study on the second

be willing to help her. As they sat in the study, savoring scented tea, Addie stared at

fixed on the

her beauty had only grown

her, Addie felt a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say

I attempted to seek her help, she even

to assist for the sake of the more than two thousand employees of the Moore

those employees were once

dared not say more on

Waylen collected Alexis and

threw herself into her mother’s arms,

a prize that day, and even Leonel

up the adorable girl and planted a kiss on her cheek, asking, “What reward

Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me for doing

Left

moment, Waylen walked over with

mildly surprised but he greeted her with a

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

and departed, after explaining to Waylen the

smiled. In truth, he was disinclined to

irked by things

didn’t feel the need to explain

Marcus in her arms and played

Waylen kept company

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

smiled gently, signifying her

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

of. It appeared

every now and then, Rena could

a dream, lying alone

in her nightgown and

intensified

Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the

dream where Harold had a tragic traffic

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

She declined his offer.

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

yet. I

chatting

Rena ended the call

a few years younger, she might have longed for him to come

up a photo of Rena

had improved

that had eased

had left an

a fuss about

began to creep in. How much

often involved weighing

choose to stay in their comfort zone after

Waylen had no improper desires

soft knock resounded at

his surprise, it was Ruth standing

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

she

Fowler, the heater in my room is broken. Can I

Waylen

dead of

in a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the

nonchalant tone, he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind,

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t

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

seemed to imply that she was nothing more than a

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

men’s doors in the middle of the night!

remark, Waylen

there, a chill running down

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