A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2211-2220

Chapter 2211 She had already taken off the necklace and planned to return it to Alexis later.

Laura wasn't particularly close to Alexis.

As Laura pondered, Dylan broke the silence.

“Edwin is shameless, and his sister, even more so. With the way she flaunts her wealth, she could easily charm young girls." He paused, adding, “She's tall, almost 5.6 feet, the kind many young girls nowadays find attractive-beautiful and cool. It'd be hard for anyone not to be attracted.” Laura responded quietly, “My mom once told me about Miss Fowler. She was in love with a childhood friend, but he and Edwin went abroad for study and he never really came back. Their relationship just—ended.” This memory, still vivid from a few years back, seemed more relevant now with Edwin in her life.

The thought of him made Laura lose her desire to continue the conversation.

Dylan sensed her mood shift and chose not to delve further.

After dropping Laura off at her apartment, he called out to her as she was about to head up the stairs.

“Laural” She turned to face him.

Dylan sat in his car, the night wind playing with his hair, giving him an effortlessly attractive look.

He asked softly, “Next year, I might go back to North America. Would you like to come with me?” North America? Laura knew about Dylan's successful family business there. His invitation sounded almost like a confession, given he was just her agent.

She was aware that being with Dylan would mean being well cared for, but she hadn't developed any romantic feelings for him.

Going with him just because he was good to her wouldn't be fair to either of them.

Laura remained silent.

Dylan, understanding, gave her a gentle smile and waved.

“Maybe you'll change your mind in a few days!” Laura hummed a noncommittal response, somewhat naively, watching him drive away before stepping into the elevator to go home.

Upon exiting the elevator, Laura was met with a surprising sight. A tall figure, dressed formally, leaned against her doorstep. His long legs seemed almost too large for the space.

It was Edwin.

Chapter 2212 Laura hesitated inside the elevator, watching as the doors opened and closed repeatedly.

Finally, Edwin stepped forward, gently pulling her out. She wore a black coat over her dress, cinched at the waist, her slender figure apparent.

“Keys,” Edwin requested.

Laura took a step back, firm yet composed.

“We can talk here.” She leaned against the wall, her voice soft but steady.

“Yes, Uncle Mark spoke to me. I promised him I'd stay away from you, Edwin.

Please, don’t come here again.” Edwin's expression grew more intense as he noticed the absence of the necklace around her neck.

His voice was husky with emotion.

“Let's talk inside. It's cold here.” ANGELA'sLIBRARY But Laura remained unmoved.

Edwin stepped closer, effectively pinning her against the wall as he reached into her pocket for the keys.

“Edwin!” she protested, biting her lip.

Silently, Edwin opened the door, gesturing for her to enter.

“Let's talk inside.” Reluctantly, Laura stepped into her apartment.

Edwin followed, observing as she turned on the heater and then quietly headed to the kitchen to make coffee.

The scene reminded him of their past life together.

She was such a coffee enthusiast and the aroma of coffee always present in their shared home.

Edwin joined her in the kitchen, standing close behind. He murmured, “Do you still remember much about the past?” “There's no need to remember anything anymore,” Laura replied, handing him a cup of coffee. Her gaze met his.

“It's over, Edwin.

You have a girlfriend, and I have a boyfriend. There's no reason for us to keep in touch. Please drink your coffee and leave.”

Chapter 2213 Edwin set the coffee aside, his gaze fixed on her.

Close to her, he noticed her discomfort as she turned her head away.

“Can Dylan really be called your boyfriend? If he is, why doesn't he live with you, and why does he leave right after dropping you off? Laura, you're lying.” Laura responded with a faint smile, moving back to the living room.

Edwin, following her, grabbed her shoulders, offering, “Let me take care of you." Laura gently shrugged off his hands and confronted him.

“What kind of care are we talking about here? Buying me a house, a car, and giving me endless money? Edwin, isn't that just keeping me as your mistress? What if you come to me for comfort one day after having an argument with your wife, and I refuse? Will you then hold your financial support over me? Why should I have to pretend to be virtuous?” She felt saddened by the thought.

Once, they had been a genuine couple, albeit with some deception.

Now, he was with someone else yet still sought her out.

Lowering her voice, she pleaded, “Edwin, can you please let me go?” After saying this, she walked to the window, looking out at the snow-laden night.

Edwin watched her, feeling the distance between them.

finally managed to say, “Okay.” But as he was about to leave, he impulsively embraced her, his Lips

as he murmured, “Laura, it's not that I hadn't been serious with this

hope, wrapped her arms around

she choked

study, grabbed a stack of design drafts,

Do I need to make it clearer

in all this?" Crying softly, Laura continued, “How much more do you

make me

tears fall onto the design

must have felt while creating them, and the strength she mustered to

fully considered

perhaps a mere

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over, he expected it to be so, yet here

hand back. In a gentle voice, he urged, “Please don’t cry, okay?” Laura turned away from him, her voice barely audible, asking him

to collect the scattered drafts, carefully placing them back on the coffee

for you.” “There's no need,” Laura

hesitated before asking, “Are you planning to go abroad?” “That's none

He couldn't discern how much love Laura still felt

rejection of her had been clear, yet deep down, he hoped she

filled him with a

like an eternity, Edwin's voice, hoarse with

with her back

her alone in the quiet night, her

easy, but what value was there in fleeting passion? The

“Are you Miss Laura Thomas?” Laura, taken aback, wondered how

The receptionists smile

said you're

an air that

receptionist winked as she picked up

available for you." Laura's

arranged Laura's meeting with Alexis and offered

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show you the way.” As Laura followed, she noticed curious and knowing

floor, where Alexis’ awaited. The led Laura into a lavish secretary

playing snooker, her tall,

effortlessly around the table, even in high heels, and scored a shot with

secretary clapped, showering

seemed to relish the praise, her eyes casually drifting over to Laura, who stood with a shy, reserved

coffee, Alexis tilted her head towards

can teach you!” Her tone was inviting, a playful

presented a

snooker game, bent gracefully to take another shot. The elegance of her movement was striking, making Laura blush

accepted Edwin's check for it.” “In that case, it's more like a gift from him.

her depth, set the box down.

here then,”

entered with coffee, inadvertently

pool table, took off her shoes and

get them cleaned.” Jett, struggling to maintain his

Laura was taken aback.

behavior. Could this really be how a woman acted? Alexis seemed to

lately. Just keep me

then lined

good at snooker. Hasn't he played with you?”

built on deception. It was never about

her head, Alexis commented, “Edwin's really out of line.” She played a

hair, Alexis

fine, dense hair. Edwin is such a lucky

a cup of coffee, her laughter

Confused, Laura just

the window, seemed

spoke up

you. If you don't give him a push, how will you know if he wouldn't choose you

Laura replied,

anything with him.” Alexis turned to face her, the sunlight from the floor-to-ceiling windows

profound Loneliness in her. Compelled by this, Laura asked softly, “What about you? Don't you fight for what you want?” Alexis reclined on the pool table, her head resting

a soft chuckle and said, “I'm tired.” She recalled being 20, full of excitement, telling Leonel over the phone that she, too,

had been

Angela's Library The idea of an ending seemed absurd

‘Young and impulsive, Alexis had asked if he had fallen for

on the other end of the line spoke volumes, though

200 milliliters of frozen blood every month from abroad, blood that could potentially save Alexis’ life. Her father,

return, twice a year, but during their meetings, she never questioned him about their

24, during the New Year, he came back with a beautiful mixed-race

to spend the night at a hotel. In the middle of the night, while Alexis was reading in her bedroom,

the next day, she relegated it to storage, where it likely remained,

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