A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2761 Melissa quickly gathered her belongings and hastened after him.

Inside the elevator, Marcus pressed the button for the 24th floor, and then turned to Melissa, her head bowed, and asked, “Do they often bully you? Why didn't you tell me?" “No, it's not like that." “Oh? So you just got something in your eyes?” After a pause, Melissa looked up, her voice steadier. “Colleagues are merely that, nothing more.” Marcus adjusted his shirt collar nonchalantly, his tone casual. “And what about me? Am I just your supervisor?” “No. You're my patron.” Her response seemed to please Marcus, who smiled softly.

When the elevator reached the 24th floor, Melissa's surprise was evident, but Marcus was already stepping into the HR department. His rare presence sent ripples of unease.

Indifferently, he commanded, “Replace the second and third secretaries of my office.” The director of the HR department looked at Melissa before asking, “What about Miss Brown?" Marcus give him a sharp look that made him shudder. Noticing the jacket in Melissa's hands, realization dawned on him.

(thanoss.com) Melissa was under Marcus’ protection.

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By the day's end, the impeccably groomed secretaries upstairs were jobless, all because of Melissa's tear-stained eyes.

In the car, Marcus offered no justification for his actions. Melissa, sitting beside him, ventured, “That wasn't necessary.” He glanced briefly at her, still busy with his phone.

“Are you teaching me how to do things?” She wouldn't dare! Yet Marcus casually remarked, “Perhaps it's not unthinkable. Only our relationship might need redefining in that case.” Setting down his phone, he rested his chin on his elegant fingers, musing as if contemplating a significant matter. “If you were my wife, you could have authority over all my young secretaries.” Melissa remained silent, too intimidated to speak.

Marcus observed her in silence, then chuckled, “But you're not and neither am I currently seeing anyone.” Melissa's silence deepened.

Sensing the moment, Marcus instructed the driver, Ross, “Please head to the supermarket across from the apartment. You're free to leave after dropping me off."\

Chapter 2762 Ross grinned. “You haven't dined at home lately, Mr. Fowler. You father has mentioned wanting to visit you here sometimes.” Marcus’ lips curved slightly, yet he retorted, “You talk too much.” Ross just smiled, unperturbed.

Ten minutes later, the car rolled to a stop in the supermarket's parking lot. Melissa inquired, “Mr. Fowler, weren't you supposed to attend a video conference?” “I've changed my mind. I feel like shopping at the supermarket. Is that a problem?” No, it certainly wasn't.

Melissa swiftly exited the car, and Marcus, with a swift motion, snatched the coat from her grasp and tossed it back into the vehicle.

Then he asked her, “Did you bring any money?” Melissa nodded, confessing, “I've got a little over 30@ dollars in cash.” “Just that much?” Marcus’ mood soured slightly. He declared earnestly, “You'll be handling the grocery expenses today. I might indulge in some afternoon tea here as well. Please arrange it for me.” Melissa was at a loss for words.

(thanoss.com) ‘s (thanoss.com) She glanced at his impeccably tailored shirt, his crisply pressed suit trousers, and the elongated legs that could rival a fashion models.

She knew his style inside out. After all, she had been managing his accessories lately.

Each of his watches was from designer brands and worth a small fortune.

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And yet, here he was, eyeing her modest 300 dollars with interest.

Her lips curled in a mix of frustration and disbelief.

Marcus, ever amused by her discontent, led the way into the supermarket.

He directed her to push a shopping cart, meticulously picking out the finest, imported products.

Everything he picked came with a hefty price tag.

Melissa's complexion reddened as she murmured, “If we purchase this, we won't have much left for anything else.” She then hesitantly returned the box of lamb chops to the shelf.

Marcus lifted his head haughtily. “What do you suggest then?” Feeling the heat on her cheeks, Melissa selected a more modestly priced package of Lamb chops, only one third of the price of the one he picked earlier.

Marcus scrutinized the expiration date, ensuring it was safe to consume before reluctantly adding it to the cart.

Chapter 2763 Subsequently, she replaced all his choices with more economical alternatives, and he was visibly irked. “I pay you a generous salary.

Can't you provide me with a decent meal?” Melissa, picking up ginger, retorted, “This is what I normally eat.” Truth be told, she often denied herself these small luxuries.

Today, however, she was more than willing to splurge on Marcus.

Usually, she could stretch 300 dollars to cover groceries for ten days.

Marcus refrained from further comment.

(thanoss.com) At the checkout, Melissa paid a total of 302 dollars.

Marcus inquisitively asked, “How much is left?” “29 dollars.” “29 dollars? And what sort of afternoon tea can you get for that?” Melissa just looked at him...

Moments later, they sat in a cafe. Marcus faced a cup of hot lemon tea and a slice of pie, totaling twenty-eight dollars.

Marcus, a man with a net worth in the trillions, had never experienced such a modest afternoon tea.

He gazed at the treat before him, lost in thought.

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him with the pie, remarking, “Here, have a taste.” He replied with a hint of revulsion, “Sweet foods aren't to my taste.” Meanwhile, Marcus sipped his tea. It wasn't the exquisite blend he was accustomed to, but for Melissa's sake, he sipped it,

eased upon seeing Marcus drink

want to try yours? It's delicious.” Initially, Marcus’ expression soured at

he said, “Help me unwrap it." Melissa, accustomed to attending to his

all, he was an

a few girls whispered, giggling, “Help me unwrap it... Why doesn't he ask to be fed directly? Men nowadays are so ordinary yet so arrogant.” Melissa's cheeks

countered, “Actually, why don't you feed me?” Those girls were

their chatter ceased. They couldn't deny his striking looks, surpassing any celebrity gracing

of place in a such a modest cafe, and the woman beside him, dressed plainly, resembled

noticing a hint of annoyance. He

aside the pie and took upon himself the task of carrying two large

he offered, “Let's head back home.” The onlookers remained silent, their

for the bags he was carrying, but Marcus

misunderstanding?” Lifting her eyes to meet his, she found his gaze more intense, more earnest than usual, as if seeking

Melissa quietly responded, “They might mistake you for an eccentric.” Marcus shot a

inquired in measured tones, “Give me the Lowdown on your peculiarities.” “I compelled you to consume a cheap

collision with

exclaimed

“The most peculiar aspect about you isn't making me eat; it's having a date with your boss. Now wouldn't you agree?” Melissa shielded her nose, gazing

demeanor. “Didn't you

So Melissa remained silent.

grab the bags stealthily, but Marcus promptly thrust

weighed a ton, and her waist nearly buckled

out a snort. “If you're aware you're at fault here,

she pondered what

grasped the situation as soon as they reached

poured himself a glass of water, downing it swiftly. Extracting two carrots from the shopping bag,

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cleared his throat and proposed, “You can indulge in one. Save the other for the mutton

Displaying kindness,

Extended exposure to him had unveiled some of

was nothing more than an

in her eyes,

was well. In a hushed tone, she informed Marcus she had finished. His guilty pleasure satiated, he raised his hand, checking his watch. “I need a nap.

as unpredictable as it was, spun diverse tales for

refrained from

she carried the bags to the

the kitchen, a

his hand, Marcus leisurely unfastened two shirt buttons, removed

control of the Fowler Group,

served as his companion, and he held little interest in romantic involvement

department, Marcus

took care of household chores and prepared meals for him, Marcus

to cradle her in his arms every night, savoring the

contemplated a shower, the doorbell disrupted his plans with

approached the door, finding a delivery person standing

perplexed frown was

placed any orders, yet the address on the package matched his. It turned out the

realized that Ross was the

& Stay

in a positive mood at the moment, Marcus chose not to make a big deal out of it. Curiosity piqued, he opened the bag, revealing an

wine, a box of renowned brand ice cream, and

his hand, studying it in

as he was about to set it aside,

his preferences, her eyes fell upon the box of condoms in his

Fowler ordered this for you.” Old Mr. Fowler? As in Waylen Fowler? Wasn't he Marcus’ father? Melissa couldn't

to the box in Marcus’ hand. Marcus, noticing her gaze, lowered his head and chuckled. “Don’t worry. It's not meant for you.” Clutching

wouldn't mind sharing if you're interested.” Before Melissa could protest, he strolled

Melissa stood there, a sense of

of her relationship

drove her to push through, for she

questioned whether her daily commitment to chores and his demands stemmed solely from

Indeed, she was well aware that this apartment offered a comforting warmth, providing her with a complete sense

the best of it, even though it

a figure appeared at the

donned a white bathrobe. Leaning against the door, he observed her and remarked, “The ice

reality, she whispered, “I'l head to the kitchen to indulge.” “Sit in the dining room. After savoring your treat, you can resume cooking.” Thankfully, once he concluded his instructions, he retreated to the main bedroom. Subsequently, the muffled sounds of music and dialogue emanated from

Melissa inhaled audibly.

ambled to the table, took a seat, and

flavor