A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2451 Leonel remained in good spirits. Regardless of her attempts to provoke him, anger eluded him.

Fatigue tinged Alexis’ demeanor.

She snuggled against him, her mind dwelling on Calvin's ailment, yet sleep eluded her.

“Concerned about Calvin?" Leonel’s voice resonated in the obscurity.

Alexis murmured her assent.

In moments like these, she found herself open to sharing with Leonel.

She delved into details about Calvin's situation, discussing his parents and recounting the past when she took him under her wing.

Alexis spoke in hushed tones, and Leonel absorbed her words in unwavering silence.

As she concluded, with his face nestled in her neck, he posed a quiet question.

“Alexis, if I hadn't left then, would you still have welcomed him into your life?” A faint smile graced Alexis’ lips.

“Absolutely! Although I would've had you handle most of it." Leonel’s voice lowered, its warmth accentuated.

“So, will you allow me to take care of it now?” Alexis remained silent for an extended period of time.

She responded casually, “Even if I accept your assistance, don't anticipate a permanent residence.” “Okay! I'll move out as we agreed.

But I bet you'll miss me, Alexis. You'll get addicted to having me around.” Alexis could barely endure continuing to listen.

Leonel projected an air of dignity outwardly, but in private, he was such a flirt! From the age of 20 onward, she bore the weight of life alone. Even during her most struggling time, dependence was a foreign concept.

His departure left her determined not to lean on anyone again.

Chapter 2452 Independence became her unwavering stance.

Yet he returned, uttering, “Alexis, let me handle it!" Alexis shut her eyes briefly. Alexis, you've always been pragmatic.

Why, when it comes to Leonel, does emotion sneak in? She thought in confusion.

A night of tenderness passed.

In the early morning, Alexis rose to freshen up. The toothpaste was neatly squeezed out, and the towel was carefully placed in its place.

A faint smile graced her lips. Leonel, the unexpected housekeeper, was doing quite a commendable job.

Beyond that, the toaster emitted a satisfying sound, accompanied by the aroma of perfectly toasted bread. Alexis completed her ablutions and stepped out.

Leonel sat at the dining table, clad in a snow-white shirt paired with gray trousers, presenting a neat and tidy appearance.

The morning feast consisted of a ham sandwich, a glass of milk, and a plate adorned with assorted fruits.

Alexis desired a cup of coffee, but Leonel forbade her from having ...

“Milk is all you're gonna get. Plus, I plan to break your smoking habit. Second-hand smoke isn't ideal either.” Alexis bit into the sandwich, her words muffled.

“Then why don't you quit smoking?” Leonel lifted his gaze, a touch of depth in his eyes.

“Do you want me to quit smoking?” Alexis remained silent. Convincing a man to quit smoking was a task for his wife.

At present, it wasn't her problem.

She continued to eat in silence, sipping her milk. Leonel maintained a fixed gaze. Suddenly, he remarked, “Last night, I quite enjoyed it!” In response, Alexis accidentally sprayed a mouthful of milk on his face.

A moment of hushed stillness followed.

Alexis managed a strained smile.

“Apologies, Mr. Douglas!” After a while, Leonel wiped his face with a napkin and remarked, “Sooner or later, I'll get even with you!”

Chapter 2453 Alexis opted not to engage in the banter.

Following breakfast, she headed to the law firm for a morning court session. The plan was to visit Calvin at the hospital once her Legal duties concluded.

Throughout the day, Leonel refrained from intruding on her space.

Upon departing the hospital, she encountered him conversing with the hospital director.

Choosing not to interrupt, she observed, from a distance beneath a tree, a solitary figure.

While conversing, Leonel periodically cast glances her way.

It was only after concluding the discussion that he approached her.

Alexis observed him.

“Impressive connection you have, Mr. Douglas.

small feat.” Leonel offered a faint smile, relieving her of

matter of past favors!

car door, gesturing for her to enter and shielding her from the elements. However, his words carried a

not that generous. I'd rather not see him

she declared, “Drop me off at the grocery store. I'd like to make some pork rib soup.” Leonel expressed skepticism, turning his head with

at making soup? And is it for Calvin?” Alexis muttered an affirmative

handle the cooking later. I worry that if you do it, Calvin might end up with an upset stomach.”

chose

said tenderly, “Alexis, in essence, you're still the same as when you were little. I find myself having to pamper and coax you. Even when you look tough, you're actually remarkably easy to handle.” “Enough with

they reached the familiar grocery store

a distinct tone from their previous

the steak! And I'm not a fan of this brand of milk” “It's meant for two people. I'll take care of the steak, and the milk is for my consumption.” Following Leonel's statement, Alexis muttered under her breath, “You're moving out in a few days, right?” “Can't I still drop by often?” He turned to her and added, “If Miss Fowler craves Thai,

services... Intriguing, isn't it?” Uttering these shameless remarks audaciously, he drew laughter from the

wasn't keen on providing

response, Leonel leaned in and planted a

he proceeded as if

and check if there's any sea

trailed alongside him, their actions resembling those of a newlywed

charge of

time, he sought Alexis’ input, inquiring about her preferences for

their cart brimmed with

returning to the apartment, Alexis promptly discarded her high

drained! Leonel, I swear I'm not doing this again! It's more exhausting than a day in court!” Leonel rinsed the pork ribs and commenced

them away meticulously. His familiarity suggested

tasks, he washed an

another for cooking, but they

but it might impact my career. Can't have overly high expectations for a house husband, you know.” Following his

couldn't help but find

barely been at her place for a few days, and he was already discussing marriage? Biting into the apple, she remarked,

mentioned it before-you'll grow addicted to me!” With that,

against the sofa, engrossed in TV and nibbling on the apple. Occasionally, her gaze drifted toward Leonel’s figure in the kitchen. Elegance and poise, coupled with culinary skills-not a bad combination! Were it not for his murky past, he would genuinely embody the qualities of an ideal husband! A

rib soup, Leonel

to eat first, he headed out to deliver the soup

hesitated to impose

already

is in order, Alexis. I'm sincere about this.” Alexis intended to offer some perfunctory responses,

of time had passed

Leonel’s departure, the door closed softly, leaving

spread was abundant, featuring a steamed sea bass, some

bites before

she believed she already was! It wasn't

her desires and could fulfill

replicable by

of irritation. She

between her fingers, she broke it

whether she still

and the divergent paths taken over eight years, she believed her

return prompted her

rubbing her face while muttering, “Ensnared by desire! Shame on you, Alexis!”

the study as he completed these tasks. The corners of her eyes displayed a hint of redness. She uttered softly, “Leonel, you needn't be overly kind to me. We are..." Leonel

that moment, he removed the cigarette from his lips and asked

He then said softly, “Alexis, you don't have to

a girl; and just like Olivia and Elva, you deserve to be pampered.” Alexis considered mentioning that she was the

a few months older than you! It's my duty to look after you." Alexis averted her

she spoke softly, “But what about

Where were you? Leonel, curse

but in that

her attraction to Leonel became, the more she found herself fixating

swallowed visibly. Lacking an explanation, he simply enveloped her in his arms, planting kisses on her hair and whispering softly, “I'm sorry, Alexis. I'm sincerely sorry!” He whispered,

won't stray from

to remaining with the Fowler family for the entirety of my life, tending to your parents and siblings.” He

pulled herself

him away, saying, “Weren't you heading downstairs to dispose of the trash? Why haven't you done so?” “Okay, just refrain from crying.” “I wasn't crying!” Leonel smiled tenderly,

drawing her closer. Subsequently, he kissed her rosy lips. Swaying and stumbling, they reached the sofa, where he hastily began to unbuckle his

room, under the grand crystal chandelier,

slightly flushed face, she rebuked, “You jerk! That's enough! Be cautious, or you'll exhaust yourself prematurely.” She lost count of

Leonel’s face bore a

with Alexis unwilling and he partly undressed, the ambiance

at her, he whispered, “Miss Fowler, 'm merely 28! Men my age entertain such thoughts daily.” Furthermore, in her

trash!” Leonel grinned

flushed against