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.

against the sofa, she murmured with closed eyes, “Now, I understand your feelings. I comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and

of wistfulness washed

tinged with detachment. “Harold is no more. There’s no need for you to be

made her

retreating figure disappear into

when it saw the Light of

door, she sensed Waylen’s presence behind

she gently said, “I’m

against the

his chin on her shoulder, he murmured, “Does

“A little,” she confessed.

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

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

gesture, Waylen playfully nibbled on her

he carried

a wordless expression of his dissatisfaction, he

desires consumed her, Rena instinctively

she

he whispered into her ear, “Rena,

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a sense

gently. She turned her head to gaze at the

scattered through the autumn

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

Her words held true.

as intense as spirits, while others

gazed at her for

body against hers and murmured,

Rena evaded his touch.

and said in a seductive

recalled the social engagement

chauffeur paid more attention than I did. Rena,

Rena ceased her inquiries.

it was a mundane

extend her condolences for

death, the Moore Group was

her twice, seeking her help

the accounts, Addie didn’t fully comprehend

invited her to the study on

Rena would be willing to help her. As they sat

fixed on the

beauty

left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her to say in a hushed tone, “Rena, I reached out

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

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

were once her father’s

dared not say more on the

Waylen collected Alexis and brought her

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

that had won a prize that day,

adorable girl and planted a kiss on her

Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised

Left momentarily

that moment, Waylen

Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but he greeted her

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

gratitude, Addie thanked her and departed, after explaining

to

would be improper to be irked by

feel the need to

cradled Marcus in her arms and played

Waylen kept

Waylen couldn’t resist approaching Rena, whispering softly,

smiled gently, signifying her

of tranquility enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of the Exceed

also well taken care of. It appeared that the

and then, Rena could not help

startled awake in the midst of a dream, lying alone on

herself in her

intensified

rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did you have a

where

inquired, “Do you want me to

She declined his offer.

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

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

chatting

ended the

she might have longed for him to

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

improved considerably in recent

was Harold’s tragic death that

down, Waylen understood that Harold’s demise had

make a fuss about it since Harold was

and doubts began to creep in. How much did Rena

often involved weighing the

choose to stay in their comfort zone after considering

improper desires for other

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

surprise, it was Ruth standing

was on a business trip to Hondrau, she had

silk pajama, she

my room is broken. Can I

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at

in the dead of night, he

shirt and black suit pants, he exuded the masculinity of a

a nonchalant tone, he mocked, “How much do you charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind, many of my subordinates

overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him to be

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

seemed to imply that she was nothing more than

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

wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the night! Furthermore, if word

cutting remark, Waylen slammed the

there, a chill running down her spine, overwhelmed by

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