A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1321-1330

Rena pressed her face against his palm and smiled, realizing that she might have been too nervous.

She fell asleep Later that night, but her slumber was interrupted by a nightmare about Harold.

In her dream, the road was shrouded in gloomy light, and Harold’s car was crushed by a truck. Rena saw him trapped in the wreckage, bloodied and holding an emerald necklace tightly in his hand.

It emitted a faint green Light in the darkness.

Approaching him slowly, Rena was dressed in white silk pajamas that contrasted sharply with the blood on Harold’s body.

He looked up at her quietly, reaching out his hand, and called, “Rena!”

Squatting down, Rena touched his still-warm body as her fingers trembled.

“I’LL call an ambulance for you!”

She heard her flustered voice.

But Harold, brimming with sorrow, told her, “It’s too late, Rena! It’s too late.”

Rena desperately grabbed his hand, torn between hating him and not wanting him to die.

She tried to drag him out of the car, but her efforts were in vain.

Tearfully, she said, “Harold, hold on. I’ll take you away from here…”

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t move him.

Aware of that, she cried bitterly.

Harold moved his fingers slightly, and a blood-stained necklace fell into Rena’s palm.

Gazing at her, he said in a low voice, “Rena, here you are. I’m leaving.”

As he finished speaking, his body became transparent.

Transforming into scarlet snowflakes, his translucent figure floated in the sky, descending and fading away silently.

Rena tried to capture him, but he was gone.

Harold disappeared.

Apart from the necklace, Harold left Rena with his last smile and three words: “I love you.”

“Harold! Harold! Harold!”

Startled, Rena woke up from her nightmare, she was sweating and her heart was pounding.

She kept calling out a name, her voice filled with fear and sadness.

In the dim light of the bedroom, Rena found herself wrapped in a warm and comforting embrace.

“Rena, you had a nightmar: Waylen’s voice was gentle and calm. He carefully held her in his arms, patting her back Like he was soothing a baby.

Rena looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears, and her Lips trembling.

The details of her dream were vivid in her mind.

“Waylen! I had a dream about Harold,” she said, panic evident in her voice as she clung to his pajamas.

Waylen held her tightly, trying to comfort her. “It’s just a dream, Rena. It’s just a dream.”

Despite his reassurance, Rena couldn’t stop crying.

She felt scared and vulnerable.

Nestling closer to Waylen’s chest, she continued, “Harold was in a car, covered in blood. I tried to reach out to him, but he disappeared.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice soft and broken. “He gave me a necklace in the dream.”

Guilt washed over Rena.

She wondered if things would have turned out differently if she had accepted the necklace from Harold. Would he still be alive?

They had broken up without regrets, but she never imagined his tragic fate.

Rena poured her heart out to Waylen, sharing her feelings and thoughts.

Waylen held her close and showered her with kisses, trying to provide solace.

As a man, it was hard for him to remain composed when his wife dreamt about her deceased first love. He understood how much Harold’s death haunted her, leading her to mistake a stranger for Aline and often waking up in distress.

Waylen caressed her back and softly suggested, “I’ll take you to visit a soothsayer tomorrow.”

Resting her head on his shoulder, Rena remained silent for a moment, soaking in his warmth and comfort.

Despite clinging to him, she could not fall asleep again.

Outside, the rain started to fall, just like the day Harold died- drizzling and gloomy.

But inside Waylen’s embrace, Rena felt safe and loved.

Waylen was awake too, his thoughts consumed by complex emotions. He gently caressed her hair and probed, “I want to know your past with him. Tell me.”

Rena hesitated for a moment before replying, “You won’t want to know.”

Which man could be so generous?

Determined to understand her fully, Waylen kissed the tip of her nose and insisted, “I want to know.”

With her head nestled on his arm, Rena began to recount her past, revealing the memories she had shared with Harold. Waylen Listened attentively, showing patience and empathy.

He could sense the depth of Harold’s Love for her and the complexity of their relationship.

Waylen knew that Harold and Rena had missed out on something special.

He held her even closer, cherishing their love and the beautiful memories they were creating together.

Eventually, Rena fell asleep, finding solace in her husband’s arms.

Perhaps this time, her dreams would be filled with the innocent and nostalgic moments of her college days with Harold-of phoenix trees, parallel bicycles, and the tlibrary- representing the sweet reminiscences of first love.

Enveloped in a mix of emotions, Waylen couldn’t deny feeling jealous He knew that Harold’s death had left a lasting impact on Rena’s memory.

Her acceptance of the flower from Harrison spoke of deeper feelings she held for her deceased first Love.

Waylen got up quietly. He didn’t leave the bedroom because he was afraid that Rena would wake up with fear. Quietly standing by the French window, he gazed out at the rainy night, Lost in thought about their relationship.

had improved, yet he couldn’t

and Mavis, Rena could only

her own way. Like Elvira and Harold, Rena needed to

of Elvira for a long time, but Rena might not forget

unable to engage

thoughts swirling, Waylen stood for much of the night until

caused Rena beside him to draw back instinctively,

and grumbled, “Your body is

let me warm you up every day in the future, okay?” He patted her

completely and soon fell

woke up in the morning, Waylen had already taken Alexis to school and

and eventually, she opened the safe to find the necklace Harold had

felt as if the warmth of Harold was still lingering

this moment, a servant’s voice resonated from outside. “Excuse me, Mrs. Fowler, have you got up now? Mr. Fowler

Rena blinked in surprise.

she was touched. She had initially thought that

soft sigh escaped her

while,

thoughts, her phone

Miss Holt with

it had been listed

couldn’t help but feel uplifted by the positive

him up. Rena said, “We don’t need to take Marcus

to take him with us and

finally nodded

in the afternoon, the family

was there when

them and Looked at them with

believe in god in the past, but he still

saying a few words to Mindy,

a smile, “I don’t think you

down

observed Rena carefully and said softly, “You should have an emerald necklace with you. Why didn’t you bring it with you when you went out? It took a benefactor named Moore three days to pray

with him. We emphasize the word ‘sincerity’. I think the emerald necklace will definitely help you turn calamities into

realizing she had left the emerald necklace

stood there,

full of unpredictability. No one can truly fathom what tomorrow holds. So, why not embrace the present

Mindy’s profound psychic abilities,

by Marcus, Mindy affectionately

child was unlike his parents, destined

a glance at his wife

looked at the picture book Rena showed him. The little boy seemed to

time and realized it was time to

the restaurant after picking

Rena replied, her voice soft and tender, “Okay. Let’s bring Leonel along as

compassionate words struck

smiled and suggested, “If you truly care for Leonel,

was taken aback by the unexpected

continued, “I believe you genuinely care for

with Leonel but also depended on his mother. They couldn’t simply take

the hand of a woman in her early 30s, said to

family and the

of the car and

Mr. Fowler, I appreciate your care for Leonel over the past two years. In the future, I’ll take him to Live in Eypolis. It may be a small

asked Leonel

of his mother, Leonel appeared somewhat absent-minded.

was reluctant to

looked

too gazed silently at

Alexis and Marcus are at home and we may even welcome another

taken aback, never expecting Waylen and Rena to willingly

for his basic needs. However, the Fowler

Leonel to make his own

a long pause, he asked in a hushed tone, “Will you two get

comforting gesture, Waylen gently stroked

he replied, “If Rena ever gets upset, I promise to sleep on the sofa with you and Marcus. So, let’s do

with emotion, Leonel managed to nod

her tears, repeating, “Mr. Fowler,

He wasn’t exceptional, and he cherished Leonel just because both Rena

this strong connection, Waylen assisted in

dollars. After Waylen established a trust fund

not utter

their villa, Leonel’s

Leonel to her bedroom, cradling him Like a cherished doll and they slept beside one another for

to the new environment,

home was

might be another child in their future, so he opted for a very spacious

Rena suggested dining

we go to the French restaurant you used to

knew precisely what was

wished to see

“Wouldn’t it be more special if we go there alone

seems I’ll have to wait until next year’s Valentine’s Day for

he added,

arrived at the

bustling with patrons on the

Leonel’s hand while Waylen

them to their seats and placed the food order. As she looked up, she caught sight of Waylen taking off his overcoat. His

a few children in tow from time to time.

a sudden

and he had gone from being an eligible bachelor to

would be best not to get

Rena retained her

sat at the piano, her profile looked delicate and her elegant ‘long dress made

to return to her seat when something caught her

saw someone

finest spot, Harrison had ordered the most expensive red wine and a white rose adorned

warm glow of the restaurant lights,

a youthful version

Rena smiled at Harrison and asked, “Don’t you have any friends

up and invited Rena

to converse, Rena accepted and requested a glass of water from the

heard about you

was about to inquire further when she connected

Harrison mentioned

know

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