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 comprehend why you continuously aid Elvira and

wistfulness washed

slowly opening, Rena gazed dreamily into the distance, her words tinged with detachment. “Harold is

she made her

retreating figure disappear into the soft shadows on the second

it saw the Light of day

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

gently said,

her against the

on her shoulder, he murmured,

“A little,” she confessed.

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 me. But now, what matters most to me is your happiness. If you find someone you love, I truly don’t

leaving her momentarily speechless “In that case, I

a tender gesture, Waylen playfully

but, instead, he carried

dissatisfaction, he

consumed her, Rena instinctively wrapped

hoarse as she called out

completely captivated her. In a soft murmur, he whispered into her ear,

and sweat subsided, leaving behind a

flat, Rena breathed gently. She turned her head

through the autumn

but Waylen’s body was warm, which offered solace. A faint smile graced her lips as

Her words held true.

took on various forms, some as intense as spirits,

light, Waylen gazed at her

hers and murmured, “Rena,

Rena evaded his touch.

slender fingers, she traced the exquisite lines of his nose and said in a seductive tone,

social

Rena’s body and kissed her. “On that night, the chauffeur paid

Rena ceased her inquiries.

was a

not extend her condolences

death, the Moore Group

had visited her twice, seeking her

the complexity of the accounts, Addie didn’t

to the study on the

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

fixed on the

her beauty had only grown more

tears. Her brother had left no heir for the Moore family, prompting her

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

“I am willing to assist for the sake of the more

were once

say more on

Alexis and brought

into her mother’s arms,

had won a prize that day, and

adorable girl and planted a kiss on

up her chest proudly, Alexis replied, “I was named ‘The Best Hygiene Model’! The teacher praised me

was Left momentarily

Waylen walked over with

spotting Addie, he seemed mildly surprised but

it and handed it to Addie, saying,

thanked her and departed, after explaining

he was disinclined to engage in any

would be improper to be irked

the need to

cradled Marcus in her arms and

kept

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

gently,

enveloped them. Waylen assumed the leadership of

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

then, Rena could

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

herself in her

was further intensified by the

Waylen’s number. After a few rings, he answered the call with tenderness, “Rena, did

recounting the dream where Harold had a tragic

inquired, “Do you

She declined his offer.

and with weariness evident in her voice, she

at the stack of documents on the desk, Waylen replied hoarsely, “Not yet. I want to conclude

continued chatting

Rena ended the call

a few years younger, she might have longed for him to come back and keep her

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

improved considerably in

tragic death that

demise had left an

to make a fuss about it since Harold was

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

love often involved weighing

in their comfort zone after considering

Waylen had no improper desires for other

when a soft knock resounded at the

it was

had deliberately adjusted her

a silk pajama, she exuded a

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

by her advances, Waylen stood firm at the

dead of

pants, he exuded the masculinity of a mature

charge, Miss Powell? If you don’t mind,

humiliation overwhelmed Ruth; she hadn’t expected him

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

that she was nothing more than a

“Mr. Fowler, I

disdain, “Really? Then wrap yourself up and don’t knock on men’s doors in the middle of the

delivering that cutting remark, Waylen

a chill

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