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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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, albeit reluctantly. Observing other couples

seeing Marcus drink

of pie and inquired, “Are you sure you don't want to try yours? It's delicious.” Initially,

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

he was an influential

a few girls whispered, giggling, “Help me unwrap it... Why doesn't he ask to be fed

his legs casually, he countered, “Actually, why don't you feed me?” Those

upon scrutinizing Marcus, their chatter ceased. They couldn't

attire seemed out of place in a such a modest cafe, and the woman beside him, dressed plainly, resembled a secretary... A CEO and his secretary... on a date at a cefe? Melissa

don't” Marcus studied her for a moment, noticing a hint of annoyance. He might have teased her further in the privacy of their apartment, but here in public, he chose to respect her

himself the task of carrying two

head back home.” The onlookers remained silent,

misunderstandings.” She reached for the bags he was carrying, but Marcus gently decl Books Chapters Are Daily Updated

Lifting her eyes to meet his, she found his

you for

in measured tones, “Give me the Lowdown on your peculiarities.” “I compelled you to consume a cheap slice of pie against your will, even though you had no desire to

a collision with

she exclaimed in

than inquiring about her pain, fixated on her red nose. After a prolonged silence, he uttered unexpectedly, “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

you mention having 300

So Melissa remained silent.

attempted to grab the bags stealthily, but Marcus promptly thrust them into

her waist nearly buckled under the

her face and let out a snort. “If you're aware you're at fault here, strive for better behavior.” With that, he stepped into the elevator, an air of reserve about

followed him, she pondered

as they reached the apartment

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

and mumbled, “Me finishing these now means no c Books Chapters

other for the mutton stew.” To keep her well-paid job, Melissa rinsed the carrot and prepared

enjoy.” Displaying kindness,

naive. Extended exposure to him had unveiled some of his

nothing more than an exhibition

carrot, tears welled up in her eyes,

had finished. His guilty pleasure satiated, he raised his hand, checking his watch. “I need a nap. Wake me when dinners ready.” The clock had barely struck

Destiny, as unpredictable as it was, spun diverse tales for

frustration, Melissa refrained from uttering

the kitchen, immersing

his gaze towards the kitchen,

hand, Marcus leisurely unfastened two shirt buttons, removed his

control of the Fowler Group, relaxation had become a rare luxury

as his companion, and

department, Marcus found life to become more

care of household chores and prepared meals for him, Marcus found it

wanting to cradle her in his arms every night, savoring the comforting fragrance

contemplated a shower, the doorbell disrupted his plans with an

finding a delivery person standing with a

frown was

the address on the package matched his.

was

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at the moment, Marcus chose not to make a big deal out of it. Curiosity piqued, he opened

included a bottle of fine red wine, a box of renowned brand ice cream, and two

it in silence for

to set

upon the box of condoms in his hand, causing her face, ears, and

the box of ice cream towards her, stating, “Old Mr. Fowler ordered this for you.” Old Mr. Fowler? As in Waylen Fowler? Wasn't he Marcus’ father? Melissa couldn't fathom why Waylen

Marcus, noticing her gaze, lowered his head and chuckled. “Don’t worry. It's not meant for you.” Clutching the ice cream, Melissa contemplated

ear. “Although, I wouldn't mind sharing

stood there, a sense of unease

precarious nature of her relationship with him was

drove her to push through, for she needed the

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

this apartment offered a comforting warmth, providing her with a complete sense of

of it, even though it would never be

figure appeared at

bathrobe. Leaning against the door, he observed her and remarked, “The ice cream is on the verge of melting” Books Chapters Are Daily Updated

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

Melissa inhaled audibly.

ambled to the table, took a seat, and meticulously unfolded

and creamy flavor deviated