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.

their bond had improved, yet he

Mavis, Rena

her own way. Like Elvira and Harold,

a long time, but Rena might not forget Harold for

unable to engage in the argument

much of the night until the

to draw back instinctively, he still

grumbled, “Your body is

me warm you up every day in the future,

wake up completely and

in the morning, Waylen had already

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

palm, Rena felt as if the warmth of Harold

now? Mr. Fowler told me that he would come back this afternoon to pick you up

Rena blinked in surprise.

that he was serious about going there, she was touched. She had

her lips as

silence for a while, she finally decided

thoughts, her phone

call from Miss Holt with

was only half shot, it had been listed in a

feel uplifted by the positive news, so they ended

Marcus. Marcus Liked his father very much. He demanded his father to pick him up. Rena said, “We

son and insisted, “I want to take him

nodded in

in the afternoon, the family arrived at Mindy’s

when the

wise man greeted them and Looked at them

believe in god in the past, but

a few words to Mindy, Waylen

a smile, “I don’t think you are here for yourself or

down with

didn’t you bring it with you when you went out? It took a

We emphasize the word ‘sincerity’. I think the emerald necklace will definitely

was taken aback, realizing she had left the emerald necklace

stood there, utterly

Mindy remarked, “Everything in the world is but a fleeting illusion, full of unpredictability. No one can truly fathom what tomorrow holds. So, why

Mindy’s profound psychic abilities, Rena wholeheartedly

by Marcus, Mindy affectionately caressed

child was unlike his parents, destined for a lifetime of

back, Waylen stole a glance

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

time and

the restaurant

splendidly Lately. Not wanting to disappoint Waylen, Rena replied, her voice soft and tender, “Okay. Let’s bring Leonel along as well. I

compassionate words

and suggested, “If you truly care for Leonel, why don’t we

aback by

the wheel slightly, Waylen continued, “I believe you genuinely care for

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

was holding the hand of a woman in her

and the Douglas family was indeed

of the

the corner of Leonel’s aunt‘s eyes as she quietly revealed. “Leonel’s mother couldn’t bear the hardships and ended her life. Her body is currently at the funeral home. 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 place but

Leonel to

his mother, Leonel appeared

to

Leone’s hand, she looked

too gazed

said, “Rena mentioned taking you home. Would you like to Live with us? Alexis and Marcus are at home and we may even welcome another child in the

was taken aback, never expecting Waylen

only provide for his basic needs. However, the Fowler

silent, she allowed Leonel to make his own

gazed at Waylen and then at Rena. After a long pause, he asked in a hushed

gesture, Waylen gently

on the sofa with you and

Leonel managed

back her tears, repeating, “Mr. Fowler, you

wasn’t exceptional, and he cherished Leonel

Waylen assisted in the

After Waylen established a trust fund for him, they took the

not

their villa, Leonel’s room

to her bedroom, cradling him Like a cherished doll

accustomed to the new environment, the

home was filled with

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

dining at a nearby

steering wheel and suggested, “How about we go to the French restaurant you used to love? It’s

precisely what

to see

it be more special if we go

have to wait until next

hers, he added,

they arrived at

with patrons on the

while Waylen

caught sight of Waylen taking off his overcoat. His handsome features and impeccable style were

go on dates with a few children in tow from

a sudden wave

lost memories of five years and he had gone from being an

be best not to get pregnant again, considering their

a mother of two, Rena

the piano, her profile looked delicate and her elegant

she was about to return to her seat when something caught

saw someone

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

lights, Harrison’s profile

appeared to be a youthful version

Harrison and asked, “Don’t you have any friends to

and invited Rena

to converse, Rena accepted and requested a glass

about you from an elder a long time

inquire further when she connected

The elder Harrison mentioned was none other than

know what

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