A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Krista urged Addie to depart.

Reluctantly, Addie stamped her feet in frustration and grumbled before exiting.

With Addie’s departure, Krista donned a facade of pleasantness and addressed Rena with a smile, saying, “Rena, I had intended to treat you to a cup of coffee and engage in conversation. Unfortunately, today Cecilia’s parents have expressed the desire to discuss the wedding date of Cecilia and Harold. Regrettably, I find myself without the luxury of spare time to enjoy that cup of coffee with you.”

Rena’s heart sank, engulfed by a profound sense of disappointment.

In bygone times, when the Moore family found themselves in dire straits, Rena had selflessly employed her entire savings to assist them. Harold’s mother, in a heartfelt declaration, proclaimed Rena as her one and only cherished daughter—in—law, vowing never to let Harold go if he ever betrayed Rena.

However, Krista had undergone a transformation, abandoning her previous stance.

Rena made an attempt to mask her true feelings with a forced smile.

Perceiving Rena’s cold demeanor, Krista experienced a twinge of embarrassment, yet she proceeded to speak. “In truth, you are a remarkable woman! It’s regrettable that you and Harold broke up. With his impending marriage, it would be wise for you to swiftly find a suitable partner of your own! Do not squander your precious time on him.”

A wave of revulsion washed over Rena, evident in her expression.

She had no desire to engage in conversation with Krista. However, upon noticing Harold lurking in the shadows nearby, Rena mustered unwavering resolve and declared firmly, “Mrs. Moore, rest assured. I will no longer waste my time on Harold!”

Krista’s countenance brightened as she responded with a smile, “I find solace in hearing those words!”

Turning on her heels, Krista intended to make her way to Cecilia’s hospital room, only to find her son wearing a stern expression.

Harold, with one hand casually tucked in his pocket, fixed his gaze upon Rena and coldly instructed his mother, “Mom, please proceed upstairs!”

Krista strained another smile and complied, exiting the scene. However, Harold chose not to follow suit.

Rena remained rooted in place, her heart heavy with the weight of lost love and sadness, brought about by her previous unwavering dedication to these ungrateful individuals.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Harold sneered. “You’re feeling sorrowful? No one compelled you to act that way! Rena, your previous actions merely served to gratify yourself! But you are not naive. You’ve sought solace in Waylen!”

Rena sneered in response. “I am truly grateful for your kind words, Mr. Moore.”

Instead of succumbing to anger, he adorned a disarming smile and uttered, “Since you have become involved with Waylen, why didn’t he come to your aid, Rena? You cannot afford to be entangled with a man like Waylen. One day, you will come to regret it!”

Rena cast her gaze downward, concealing her true emotions behind a delicate smile.

“Why should regret befall me, Harold? What else do you believe I cannot bear to lose?”

Rena chose not to elaborate any further, departing without casting a backward glance.

Harold remained rooted in his spot, left to stew in his thoughts. After a prolonged moment, he sneered. “Rena, do not provoke me!”

In that precise instant, Cecilia’s call reached Harold’s ears, her voice dripping with sweetness. “Harold, where are you? Both my parents are here, eagerly anticipating your presence…”

Harold’s tone softened as he responded, “I shall be with you shortly.”