A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2771 In reality, Marcus never grasped the distinction between his world and hers.

What he regarded as commonplace, she accepted with the utmost caution.

After a twenty-minute drive, the car halted before an antiquated building. Marcus furrowed his brow, eyeing the dim Lights within.

“Didn't l instruct you to rent a place near my apartment? This residence is five miles away from mine. How is this considered close? Even mice would shun this place! What's with the $20, @0@ allowance?” In a hushed tone, Melissa defended herself. “I've never been tardy.” Following a prolonged, scrutinizing gaze, Marcus mumbled, “Indeed, you've never been late, but...

A subtle romantic ambiance permeated the car.

Melissa Lowered her head and kept quiet. Mercifully, he halted and grinned. “I've never encountered someone as fond of money as you.” Tossing his phone to her, he instructed, “Input your precise address.” After a brief pause, she entered her address. Subsequently, she opened the door and disembarked. Bending slightly, she expressed her gratitude.

Marcus turned his head, offering a reserved nod.

The black Rolls-Royce departed, gradually fading into the night.

Along with its departure, Melissa's smile waned.

Clutching her belly, she ascended the stairs at a leisurely pace.

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The staircase was devoid of light, so she stooped to activate her phone's flashlight.

After a considerable amount of time, she eventually reached the attic on the highest floor. Upon opening the door, she poured herself a glass of hot water, taking small sips in an attempt to alleviate the persistent dull pain in her lower abdomen.

She leaned against the bed and took a rest, her gaze directed towards the small window in that direction.

The sky exhibited a faint white hue due to the rain.

Marcus crossed her mind. He was likely heading home by now.

A call from the hospital interrupted her thoughts. The familiar voice on the other end uttered, “Melissa, let's abandon this. I no longer desire further therapy. I can't endure waiting for the operation. I wish to return.” Clutching the phone tightly, Melissa responded tersely, “Just endure a bit longer. I'l find a way." The individual on the other end abruptly terminated the call.

A wave of despair engulfed Melissa. Familiar feelings of hopelessness resurfaced.

Chapter 2772 The warmth she once relished in the apartment had vanished, leaving behind only fear and a sense of helplessness about the future.

Recently graduated, Melissa lacked the means to cover the 800, 000 dollars required for the surgery.

Gradually sinking onto the bed, Melissa's lips quivered. She embraced herself tenderly.

Over two years, she questioned if the love she once knew persisted.

During this time, she grappled with the daily dread of fundraising.

They hadn't enjoyed a decent meal together, and their conversations revolved around therapy, even during phone calls.

Their most recent encounter took place a month ago.

Ironically, the person she communicated with the most in her life was Marcus.

In a fetal position, Melissa experienced a sudden surge of regret.

Marcus had been subtly expressing his fondness for her.

Entertaining the notion of allowing him to have her, she wondered if it would resolve everything.

She would attain her desires, and Marcus would achieve his.

AngelasLibrary Yet the contemplation alone left her feeling contemptible.

A soft knock resonated on the door, accompanied by Marcus’ voice, urging, “Open the door.” Melissa was taken aback upon hearing Marcus’ voice.

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Lost in thought, Melissa was jolted when Marcus declared from outside, “If you don't open the door, I'l kick it open. This door’s not gonna hold anyway!" Faced with little choice, Melissa reluctantly rose and opened the door for him.

As the door swung open, she immediately noticed the somber expression on Marcus’ face. Although it swiftly reverted to his usual arrogance.

“There's not much room in here,” Melissa said in a low murmur.

Marcus peered into the attic, discovering its confined space, measuring less than 40 square meters.

However, despite its size, the area was impeccably clean and orderly.

Unfazed by the modest surroundings, he brought the bag inside. His upscale, tailored attire stood in stark contrast to her humble place, yet he seemed entirely at ease. Within the attic, Marcus retrieved a medicine box from the bag, declaring, “Painkillers. You know how to take them, right?” Melissa, still bewildered, gazed at him without comprehension.

Chapter 2773 The perplexity lingered as she questioned why someone of his stature insisted on visiting and why he paid no mind to their differing worlds.

Quietly, her eyes welled with redness.

“You seem surprised?” he inquired as Melissa struggled to grasp the unexpected situation.

Wearing a condescending expression, Marcus quipped, “Need your boss to fetch you some water?” Shaking her head, Melissa replied, “Of course not, Mr. Fowler.

Besides, you don't have to be so considerate.” “I'm just concerned there won't be anyone to cook for me,” Marcus retorted, his tone more amiable.

Despite his duplicitous nature, he poured her a glass of water and urged, “Take the medicine.” While Marcus enjoyed teasing her under normal circumstances, he felt a responsibility to care for her in sickness.

Despite the small and aged surroundings, Melissa maintained her self-esteem.

medicine, her

revealed two takeout

his chin and remarked, “Aren't you hungry? I am.” Finally

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wave of embarrassment washed

her, his eyes bearing a gentle

seat, took a

suitable for someone of your taste and distinction.” Marcus continued to gaze at her, his expression

her almost bewildered as she gazed

the blue, Marcus

in a husky, seductive tone, “If you don't feel like eating, we can find something else

before her, and in comparison to her own unease, he appeared

unattainable luxury displayed in a

couldn't resist the fluttering in her

on her, making her yearn for warmth when someone

kissed her

carried her to the small bed, and Melissa felt a sense

was the first time she addressed him in such a

against the bed's edge. While kissing her, he reassured, “Don't be afraid. I won't do

tremble visibly, a clear sign that she had never been intimate with

refraining from engaging in

the knowledge of making women feel at ease. Although their interaction was limited to kisses

Soon, she took the initiative, encircling her

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her hand, heightening the intimate atmosphere in the confined space, causing both to blush and their

was postponed

the small kitchen, they reheated the food before

with Melissa

burned

feeling that, regardless of appearance or status, the intimacy shared today seemed like

The shame lingered.

me?” Glancing around, he eventually suggested, “l want you to move in with me.” With a

before whispering softly, “Mr. Fowler, we... aren't right for each other.” The smile on Marcus’ face froze, and after a prolonged silence, he inquired, “So, you're refusing to give us a chance? Why? Because our families come from different social backgrounds?” Marcus’ parents weren't really concerned about such matters, and he

Melissa, he might eventually form a strategic alliance

Melissa; she brought happiness into his life. Despite his usual demeanor of an unattainable nobleman, children raised by affluent parents often

wanted

world, he believed she could just be

she could be his secretary or simply his

build a life together, even have

home-school the children, with Marcus selecting one to personally mentor for inheriting the family business one day. The others could live

Melissa's lips moved quivered.

expressing her true thoughts but ultimately held

place tomorrow.”

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silently for a prolonged moment. It was evident that

have been patient with such matters, but

push her or insist, simply responding, “Okay.” Gracefully, he stood up, bid farewell to Melissa,

door closed behind

while Melissa quietly leaned

the

wasn't heartless. Someone who treated her so well and was willing to tolerate

she couldn't commit

worlds

following day, at the Fowler Group, Marcus occupied

a leather chair, he leaned back and tapped the desk with his

the clock struck ten, there

pressed the intercom button, inquiring, “Has Melissa arrived?” His chief secretary responded, “Not yet. Mr. Fowler, do you want me to call her and check?” Marcus casually remarked, “No.” He had attempted to

regretted leaving her alone the previous night, considering the cold and somber atmosphere. Could she truly be sick? Without a moment's hesitation, Marcus stood up, grabbed his car

the meeting is about to

sensed that the situation might be related to Melissa.

stairs, he made another

phone aside, put on a

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minutes later, he parked the car and

he found a middle-aged woman there tidying up the room. Startled by the noise

Mr. Fowler, right? Miss Brown left this letter for you.” A

only a few brief

do not belong together! Please, do not come looking for me.” Marcus read these two Lines repeatedly, finally accepting the

chose to leave. In the aftermath

in silence for an extended

Miss Brown's boyfriend? Miss Brown shouldn't have let you get away.” Without offering a response, Marcus walked away,

he received a package containing a small, familiar

diamond bracelet-

it was, in fact, a unique creation by a renowned designer he had personally commissioned. Valued at 12 million dollars, Melissa had sold it for a mere

prolonged moment, and then dialed a number, demanding, “Where is she?” Exactly

located in a small town next to Duefron, along with information detailing Melissa's experiences and

message was a photo of Melissa

be around 23 or 24 years-old, with a somewhat

an

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and the bracelet was tossed into the trash

hed never find her

he would definitely make her regret for the way

the silence. “Marcus?” Marcus looked up, only to find that it was his father, Waylen, at the door.

the latter's unhappy expression

Marcus pretended to be unfazed and retorted, “Dad, didn't you want me to visit

so he grabbed a magazine from the coffee table and said briskly, “We

I was about to meet your mother?” Marcus pointed out, “You said it yourself that you were ‘about to’ meet her!” That meant that they hadn't met yet at his age! Unable to do anything about his son, Waylen sighed in defeat. “Okay, okay. Let's go downstairs for dinner. Alexis and Leonel just arrived, and Evelyn's also here!” With that, he

a bygone era. Eventually, he stood up, but before he left, he plucked the bracelet out of

Descending the stairs at a leisurely pace, he exuded a lazy