A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2841 Adorning her coat and retrieving the car key, she prepared to depart.

Her husband offered to drive her. She declined with a slight shake of her head. “You'll need to drive our child tomorrow morning. I'll handle this carefully.” At that moment, Sylvia vowed to purchase a million-dollar diamond ring by the end of the year, financed by the credit extended by Marcus.

Handling a man in the aftermath of a breakup was challenging, a burden she alone bore.

At eight oclock in the morning in Warsew, Sylvia arrived at the hotel.

Sophia, upon seeing her, behaved like a spoiled child and questioned why Marcus was being so unreasonable.

Sylvia retained a sense of injustice.

Unfortunately, she lacked someone to confide in.

(Eagles) ‘s (Eagles) Wearing a light smile, she remarked, “We are paid not just for our work skills but, most importantly, for understanding the boss’ intentions. fell short on this. You've Mr. Sophia, you pissed Fowler. I can't defend you this time.” Anxious, Sophia pleaded, “Sylvia, I've been doing well." Sylvia dismissed her concerns with a wave. “However, Mr. Fowler isn't content with your performance. Sophia, let me be blunt. You overstepped the boundaries. It's not the surname Brown or the secretary role that Mr. Fowler finds appealing. Sometimes, men's feelings for women can be inexplicable, but having feelings alone is not sufficient. Mr. Fowler has spent over a year in the company of Melissa. I believe Melissa has consistently made him feel comfortable and content throughout this time.” Sophia stood in stunned silence.

She believed she possessed greater intelligence, was more sociable, and comprehended men better than Melissa.

Not wanting to engage in an argument with Sophia, Sylvia issued a direct command. “Return to Duefron and submit your resignation. I'll instruct the human resources department to provide you with an Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for All Books Updates...

additional month's salary.” Sophia remained unaccepting.

Sylvia, lowering her head with a smile, advised, “Had you been prudent, you wouldn't have provoked Mr. Fowler once more. Now one more mistake, it's not just your job at stake. I fear you might not be able to continue residing in Duefron.” Checking her watch, Sylvia promptly entered the elevator.

In a dazed state, Sophia gazed at Sylvia's retreating figure. She doubted the significant influence Melissa supposedly held.

She questioned how a woman could inflict such pain on Marcus.

Sophia soon discovered the truth.

When she hailed a taxi with her luggage, Sophia spotted Melissa across the street.

Melissa was employed at a breakfast shop. Sophia deliberately walked over, intending to say something to Melissa. However, as Sophia approached, she noticed the vivid red hickeys on Melissa's neck, indicating the intensity of the situation at that moment.

Did Marcus visit Melissa last night? If Marcus couldn't erase Melissa from his thoughts, why did Melissa endure such a challenging existence?

Chapter 2842 Abruptly, Sophia lost the desire to inquire anything between them.

She feared the potential exacerbation of her feelings if she sought answers.

She feared the realization that her desires might be something others cast aside.

However, Melissa persevered, tending to customers, handling transactions, and procuring breakfast despite her weary body. Day after day, Melissa navigated this challenging existence.

(Eagles) In a hushed tone, Sophia finally muttered, “Fool!” With her luggage in tow, she departed briskly.

Melissa glanced up and spotted someone familiar. The recognition hovered at the edge of her consciousness but elusively slipped away.

Eventually, she lowered her head, completing the transaction and returning the change to the customer.

In the suite on the top floor, Sylvia retrieved the spare key card and opened the door.

Upon entering, thick smoke greeted her, but fortunately, there was no trace of alcohol.

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She believed Marcus had exercised some restraint.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, prompting Sylvia to pick them up and fold them up one by one. Eventually, she discovered Marcus in the main bedroom.

Although Sylvia held the position of Marcus’ chief secretary, she rarely delved into his daily affairs.

Marcus preferred not to have his secretary assume such responsibilities.

Yet he had summoned her, indicating a need for care. His appearance was disheveled, and his face was pallid.

“Mr. Fowler?” Sylvia extended her hand, brushing Marcus’ forehead, detecting a slight warmth-evidence of a fever.

Marcus stirred, his voice hoarse.

“You're here. Summon a doctor for me.” Closing his eyes, he added, “I'm experiencing a mild stomach ache and dizziness. Summon the hotel doctor and arrange breakfast.” After a moment's contemplation, Sylvia suggested, “I noticed there's a diner across the street. Shall I have some wonton soup delivered?” “Whatever, Marcus replied, massaging his forehead.

His gaze drifted toward the ceiling, still not fully alert.

A seasoned professional, Sylvia had endured an all-nighter and remained in high spirits.

Chapter 2843 She promptly summoned the doctor and placed a comprehensive breakfast order.

Additionally, she gathered all of Marcus’ dirty laundry, preparing to dispatch them to the hotels dry-cleaning service.

Meanwhile, across the street, as Melissa busied herself in the cashier, the proprietress approached abruptly, announcing, “There's a takeout order from the hotel across the street. Melissa, being the youngest and most presentable, you'll handle the delivery. It's for the presidential suite. I hear it costs an arm and a leg for one night there; so t's an opportunity to broaden your horizons. Go, and remember to share your insights about the hotel later.” Melissa was then handed a bag containing a bowl of steaming hot wonton soup.

Melissa gazed at the breakfast in her hand with a look of surprise on her face.

(Eagles) She was well aware of who was staying in the presidential suite of the hotel across the street. It was Marcus.

The thought puzzled her. Why hadn't Marcus ordered breakfast in the five-star hotel he was staying? Why opt for takeout instead? “The wonton soup from 2 our. place. is famously delicious in town,” the proprietress boasted with pride.

Melissa considered asking the proprietress to find someone else to deliver the breakfast. But before she could speak, the proprietress hurried off to attend to other matters. Left with no other choice, Melissa found herself heading across the street to the hotel with the breakfast bag in hand.

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The receptionist at the hotel recognized Melissa and greeted her with a smile. “Delivering breakfast for a guest? You can leave it here.” Melissa really didn't want to encounter Marcus at the moment.

So she readily nodded in response and said, “Please, could you give this to Mr. Fowler on the top floor?” Mr. Fowler was in the presidential suite? The receptionists eyes sparkled with recognition, and she promptly agreed.

Just then, Sylvia appeared, descending the stairs with a laundry bag.

She was surprised to see Melissa there so early in the morning. It took her a moment to gather her thoughts. “Melissa? Is that really you?” Melissa was equally taken aback.

After a few seconds, she managed to utter, “Sylvia?” Sylvia, seasoned in workplace dynamics, quickly regained her composure.

She placed the bag on the front desk, exchanged a few words with the receptionist, and then turned to Melissa, speaking softly. “Come with me. Mr. Fowler must be waiting for his breakfast” Melissa bit her lip, feeling a bit hesitant.

requested, “Could you... please take it up for me? I

rough between Marcus and

wondered if he might never want to

privy to the specifics of their situation, had

humiliated by almost being

it was clear

“Look, Mr. Fowler and I are two different people. Hey, we haven't caught up in so long. Don't you have any stories for me? I've been driving all night and now I have to attend to Mr. Fowler during the day. Melissa,

especially with someone as experienced in

knew it, Sylvia had

Sylvia, being a mother, could tell Melissa

thought that if only Melissa were a bit savvier, she

then heaved a

“The wonton soup is $12. With packaging and delivery, it's $15."

with me to get the money.” Melissa's voice was low as she replied, “I'l just wait here at the door.” Sylvia grinned. “You're avoiding Mr. Fowler, right? He's sick, running a high fever. I touched his forehead. His body temp must

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in. He's asleep.” With Little choice, Melissa followed Sylvia inside. The suite was as opulent as she had imagined.

It was unmistakably Marcus.

familiar scent stirred something in Melissa,

felt a wave of embarrassment. Sylvia handed her some change and said, “Don't you want to see Mr. Fowler? If I'm not

kindness to you. I've never seen him care for any girl as much as he does for you.” Those words

felt that ignoring Marcus now would

she

she found that

ill, his usually

the chance to

was undeniably attractive, but she usually avoided staring at him, for his gaze had the power to make her knees go

seized

she half —-knelt beside him, captivated by his face resting against the pillow. He had such a

then that Melissa became acutely aware of her own

was still in her simple white

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everything about their time

room was enveloped in

She gently traced her fingers over Marcus’ Lips, recalling their softness and the intense

everything, she still harbored feelings for

welled up with emotion. She longed

forward, Melissa's lips brushed against his ever so

as she started to move away, she felt his hand on the back of

body

open,

face aside, too overwhelmed to look

by yourself?” Marcus’ voice was raspy, his eyes burning with intensity as he gazed at Melissa beneath him, almost devouring her with his look. He reminded her, “What did I say? We weren't supposed to see each

night haunted

placed her hand

her efforts were in vain. Instead of moving him, he pressed closer, their bodies entwined. Her clothes soon

in, ki*sed her passionately, and

was dominant

go the night before, never expecting her to

regardless of her pleas. Now mattered how hard she tried, he still refused to let her

her from crying, he

seemed to stand

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on her.

that Melissa had

revelation stirred

was Marcus’ first time too. In that luxurious suite, amid his sickness and

wrapped her arms around his neck, calling

complex mix of love, hatred, and confusion. He

them focused

concern at this moment

his composure. He cradled Melissa's face in his hands and

just ki*s her; he drew

clothes

entwined,

quietly shut the door upon

a moment longer and discreetly

happened inside the room

2847 Her concern for Marcus grew. His fever made strenuous

anything happened to him, she'd be responsible. Yet, intervening seemed like a dangerous

end, she

hotel infirmary arrived,

the master bedroom left him

in a while. Their enthusiasm is understandable. Could you perhaps leave some fever-reducing medicine? I'll make sure Mr. Fowler gets it later.” This was exactly

down the medicine and hurried

out, Sylvia placed the medicine on the coffee table, left a note,

was there, after

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in the bedroom, the mood was

Melissa had been intimate twice. Afterwards, Marcus felt his fever receding, and he no longer felt unwell. ALL he wanted now was something to

behind,

bit of mischief,

with Melissa, the fact that it was

want, I'l take responsibility.” He

his meaning. Her thoughts were jumbled, but

be with me?” His demeanor had shifted entirely. Gone was the toughness of last night, and

of

during their intimate moments were telltale

was why he was patient with

turned her to face to him, cradled her neck with one hand,

after having

ear, asking if

irresistible. Without a second thought,

spent the entire morning in