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.

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

of wistfulness washed over

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

she made her way

figure disappear into the soft shadows on the

the Light of day again, it might trigger memories of

the safe’s door, she sensed Waylen’s presence behind

evading his advance, she gently

against the safe and

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

“A little,” she confessed.

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 you find someone you love, I truly don’t mind. As long as she is a

her momentarily speechless “In that case, I would

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

didn’t protest but, instead, he carried

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction,

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped her

voice came out hoarse as she called out his name, “Waylen…

her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear, “Rena, do you still love

subsided, leaving behind a

She turned her head

moonlight scattered through

his untimely demise occupied her mind, but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as she

Her words held true.

intense as spirits, while others flowed gently

light, Waylen gazed at

body against hers

Rena evaded his touch.

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

recalled the social engagement from that

night, the chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena, I swear,

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a mundane

did not extend her condolences for

Harold’s death, the Moore Group

visited her twice, seeking her help for the Moore

by the complexity of the

her to the study

As they sat

fixed on

years passed, her beauty

a surge of emotion welling up, almost on the verge of tears. Her brother had left no heir for

Harold’s funeral, but when I attempted to seek her help, she even refused to

replied with composure, “I am willing to assist for the

those employees were

not say more on the

collected Alexis

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

a prize

kiss

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

was Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen walked

mildly surprised but

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

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after

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

be irked by things

the need to explain

Marcus in her arms and played with him for a

kept company

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly,

gently, signifying her

assumed the leadership of the Exceed Group, while

taken care of. It appeared that the

every now and then, Rena could not

of a dream, lying alone on her bed while Waylen was away on

her nightgown and

further intensified

a few rings, he answered the

where Harold had a tragic

“Do

She declined his offer.

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

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

continued chatting for a

Rena ended the call

if she were a few years younger, she

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

improved considerably in recent

that had eased the

Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had left

make a fuss about it since Harold was no Longer among the

waning passion and doubts began to creep in. How much did

love often involved weighing the advantages and

to stay in their comfort zone after considering all

had no improper desires for

resume his work when a soft knock resounded at

it was

learning that Waylen was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had deliberately

a silk pajama, she

in my room is broken.

advances, Waylen

the dead of

in a white shirt and black suit pants, he exuded

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

hadn’t

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

to imply that she was

attempted to explain, “Mr. Fowler, I

up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle

that cutting remark,

there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by the encounter with

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