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.

the medicine, her eyes

takeout boxes, evidently

he planning to have dinner here? Observing her trance, Marcus lifted his chin and remarked, “Aren't you hungry?

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of embarrassment washed

observed her, his eyes

into her seat, took a bite, and spoke

Besides, this place is not suitable for someone of your taste and distinction.” Marcus continued to gaze at her, his

leaving her almost bewildered as she gazed

the blue, Marcus

husky, seductive tone, “If you don't feel like

fixed on the man before her, and in comparison to her own unease, he

was like an unattainable luxury displayed in

this moment, she couldn't resist the fluttering in her

prolonged challenges had taken their toll on her, making her yearn for warmth

her

her to the small bed, and

addressed

won't do anything.” Despite his intentions being Limited to comforting gestures, Melissa was still bleeding. Yet, all Marcus wanted was to share a tender

that she

chastity, refraining from engaging in physical

had equipped him with the knowledge of making women feel at ease. Although their interaction

she took the initiative, encircling her arms around

&

intimate atmosphere in the confined space, causing

was postponed by an

reheated the food

silence prevailed, with

burned

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

The shame lingered.

dinner, Marcus observed her lowered head and smiled, teasing, “Why are you still so shy around me?” Glancing around, he eventually suggested, “l want you to move in with me.” With a casual tone, he continued, “You

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’

might eventually form a strategic alliance

demeanor of

wanted to be with

his world, he believed

to be Mrs. Fowler; she could be

build a life together, even have

with Marcus selecting one to personally mentor for inheriting the family business one day. The others could live as happily

Melissa's lips moved quivered.

the verge of expressing her true thoughts but

to your place tomorrow.” Summoning her courage,

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for a prolonged moment. It

not have been patient with

bid farewell to

creaky old door

stood in the dim corridor, while

from the corners

Someone who treated her so well and was willing to tolerate her actions - of course, she would be

commit to

their worlds were

the Fowler Group, Marcus occupied the

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

the clock struck ten, there was no sign of

yet. Mr. Fowler, do you want me to call her and

she unwell? He 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 key, and left the

is about to commence.” “Postpone

that the situation might be related to Melissa. She considered Melissa to be a

descended the stairs, he made another attempt

phone aside, put on

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he parked the car

room. Startled by the noise from the door, she froze before regaining

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

only a few

Fowler, we do not belong together! Please, do not come looking for me.” Marcus read these two Lines repeatedly, finally accepting the reality that Melissa had

to leave. In the aftermath of everything, she left him

in silence for

woman, observing his demeanor, cautiously remarked, “You seem like a respectable person. Are you Miss Brown's boyfriend? Miss

later, he received a package containing a small,

a diamond bracelet- a piece

a unique creation by a renowned designer

number, demanding, “Where is

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

a

23 or 24 years-old, with a somewhat pale complexion and a melancholic

the bracelet he gave to her for $800, 000, possibly to pay for her boyfriend's treatment. Did this mean that in her eyes, Marcus meant nothing to her? The care and companionship she provided him with were merely an act? Marcus, born into nobility, never really took women seriously. Now, the first time he developed genuine feelings for a woman, it turned out she had only been stringing him along. How could someone as proud as him endure such a betrayal?

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aside, and the bracelet was tossed into the

hed never find her

would definitely make her regret for the way she

only to find that it was his father, Waylen, at the door. “Hey,

down across from his son, he observed the latter's unhappy expression and

this week?” Marcus pretended to be unfazed and

yours from before? Ross told me you were interested in her. What? Did you scare her away?” Marcus really didn't want to talk about it, so he grabbed a magazine from the coffee table and said briskly, “We weren't a good match.” “Is that so?" Waylen felt somewhat disappointed.

a smile, “Marcus, did you know that at your age, 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.

as though mourning a bygone era. Eventually, he stood up, but before

stairs at a leisurely pace,