A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 2891 A dissenting voice argued, “That's not possible. He's done with her." Sylvia's cold glance, silenced further comments.

Meanwhile, Marcus drove, the cool evening breeze streaming through his rolled-down window.

The setting sun cast a warm glow on his face, highlighting his handsome features.

He tried to distract himself from thoughts of Melissa, turning on the stereo, but memories of their time in Warsew persisted, both bitter and sweet.

His expression tensed as he accelerated.

Arriving at a villa half an hour later, Marcus paused outside.

Darkness was falling, and the villa’s windows glowed invitingly.

He stood there, contemplating a different future, one where he and Melissa might have started a family in such a lovely home, surrounded by laughter and children.

“Uncle Marcus!” Evelyn burst out of the house, her puppy Ollie bounding along behind her.

The early summer air embraced them. Evelyn was a picture of youthful charm in her floral dress with a round collar, white knee-length stockings, and black leather shoes.

Her brown hair curled playfully around her face.

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Marcus stooped to lift Evelyn, her presence a gentle fragrance in his arms. She leaned in to ki*s him, and then wrapped her arms around his neck. “Mom said you'd come, and Dad's cooking,” she announced with childlike excitement.

Balancing Evelyn on one hip, Marcus opened the car trunk with his free hand, retrieving several boxes of tonics.

“Is that so?" he asked.

Evelyn leaned closer, whispering conspiratorially, “Dad's making Lamb chops. He talked about grilling Ollie if he misbehaves. Uncle Marcus, can you tell Dad not to?" Ollie, who had been frolicking around, suddenly looked apprehensive, his tail tucked.

Marcus, a smile playing on his lips, carried Evelyn and guided Ollie into the house. The servants were off, leaving the family alone. In the kitchen, Leonel was busy cooking, while Alexis lounged on the sofa, absorbed in a magazine.

Alexis looked up at their entrance. “No overtime today?” Her question hinted at her knowledge of the recent events at Fowler Group and the situation with Melissa.

Setting the tonics aside, Marcus sat down opposite Alexis with Evelyn on his lap. He was tall enough that she perched there as if on a high stool.

After a moment of silence, he finally said, “'m done.” Alexis smiled, about to respond, when Leonel emerged from the kitchen bearing a tray laden with culinary delights, grilled lamb chops, red wine, and foie gras.

Chapter 2892 A lavish spread, accompanied by Evelyn's more child-friendly meal, both appealing and elegantly presented.

Leonel removed his oven gloves, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

“Marcus, come! I hope you enjoy the lamb chops tonight.” Marcus and Leonel weren't known for their camaraderie.

Seating Evelyn at the table, Marcus took his own seat, eyeing the sumptuous French cuisine. “Leonel, you've outdone yourself with the cooking. You never used to be so hands-on in the kitchen.” Leonel’s smile was easy and natural. “Just a small gesture to please my wife,” he replied.

Assuming the role of the elder brother, Leonel advised, “Marcus, don't be too aloof with the one you fancy. Girls are sensitive; there's no harm in indulging them a bit." (Eagles) ‘s (Eagles) Marcus could only snort in response.

Alexis, meanwhile, seemed to wish she could banish Leonel to the oven, irked by his knack for provoking Marcus.

She shot Leonel a glare.

Leonel, unfazed, raised his glass. “Let's enjoy our meal,” he proposed.

Dinner was an uneasy affair for Marcus, though Evelyn seemed blissfully happy.

She even tried to share her lamb chop with Ollie under the table.

But the dog, sensing something amiss, scurried away, tail between his legs.

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Marcus shot Leonel a glance, sensing the jibe was aimed at him, but held his tongue, his mood still soured.

After dinner, Marcus spent some time playing with Evelyn.

She was absorbed in her building blocks on the carpet, and Marcus watched her, his mind seemingly elsewhere.

When Alexis entered the living room, Marcus looked up.

Noticing the glass of water and medicine in her hand, he realized it was time for Evelyn's medication and bedtime routine. Standing, he announced, “I should be going then." Alexis halted Marcus. “Let me walk you out.” Just then, Leonel entered. With a warm smile, he offered, “I'l take care of Evelyn's medication. You walk Marcus out.” After a brief glance at Leonel, Marcus stepped out ahead.

The night air was brisk. Leonel gently placed a shawl over Alexis’ shoulders, his voice soft.

Chapter 2893 “It's cold out there.” He exuded the air of a caring husband.

Alexis nodded and caught up with Marcus, who waited outside the living room. They descended the stairs together, reaching the parkin lot where Marcus paused, turning to face her. “I'm alright, Alexis." Alexis stepped closer, adjusting Marcus’ collar.

“It's hard to believe you're fine. You haven't smiled all evening.

Are you certain Melissa doesn't care for you? She seemed straightforward to me, not the manipulative type.” Getting to the heart of the matter, she asked, “Have you thought about giving her another chance?” Marcus’ response was tinged with dryness. “Did Sylvia mention something?” “Sylvia's just concerned. She was worried about how you drove over.” Sighing, she added, “Don’t dwell on Leonel’s comments. He cares about you, just in his own way.” The gentle night seemed to ease Marcus’ spirit.

then embraced her softly. “I understand,” he

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say much, but they're worried about you too.” Yesterday, Waylen

spent a restless night, turning to Rena in bewilderment. “Our son is handsome, comes from a good family. Why is finding a wife so difficult for him?" Waylen, after a long pause, finally mustered a question, laden with concern, “Could it be that Marcus has some...

soon.” Alexis sighed, watching him enter his car in the darkness. His movements

back, Marcus

wheel, the other supporting his chin, his expression was one

to

2894 To him, being ensnared by a woman, breaking his own rules for her,

Marcus remained indifferent, even if Melissa sought

walked away didn’t matter anymore; he just no

even

driven to his old apartment. Staring at the familiar road sign in the

was deep into the

his

sight of Melissa, huddled at his doorstep, embracing herself,

at her

looked up, her eyes brimming with

lump form in his

inside the elevator, watching as the doors closed again,

brightness of the lights caused

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about to enter, Melissa sprang up, clutching his arm. “I need to talk to you. The other day, I said what I did because... because...” “You thought it was amusing, right? You assumed I'd always

“Look, Melissa, it's over.

wanted, isn't it? Do you find it amusing to deceive me

devoid of the warmth

2895 A long stream of smoke curled from his lips as he replied with chilling calm, “I don't care about what you feel. If you feel being with me was a loss, I

glanced at her sideways. “Would ten million suffice? If not, let's say thirty million, or fifty.” He ultimately scribbled down eighty million, tore the check, and flung it at

you just don't want me back anymore?” “Yes,” Marcus confirmed unyieldingly. “So stop bothering me. I might soon have a

betrayed pain, yet to Marcus, this brought a sense of

it merely a facade? Perhaps

to enter, Melissa clutched his hand, wedging hers in the doors gap, her dignity sacrificed in a plea for

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sobbed, her words trailing

the futility; he was clearly done with her, underscored by his tossing

Might he soften, and reconsider? But Marcus erupted. “What do you mean by not leaving? Melissa, we're finished. Do you understand what a breakup is? It

me now. And mine to you. This is a breakup. It's not

as he added, “We're not right for each other. You were right. We're in different worlds. It shouldn't have gone this far. I pushed it. So, take this 8 million as compensation. Please, Melissa, don't come back. Don't cause trouble for

is goodbye.” With that, he eased her

at the door, immobile until her legs grew

squatted, clutching her aching stomach, yet refusing to seek

ached more

cut deep,

there a chance Marcus’ feelings might soften overnight? Could

Inside, Marcus was restless.

it did little to quell his frustration. He was tempted to open the door and cast Melissa

himself

he headed to the home

he hoped sleep would come

at three in the morning, he lay awake,

Melissa had left. He opened the door with

was as chilly as

door ajar, there stood Melissa, steadfast

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stood against the wall, eyes closed, appearing

a gentle glow. The delicate hairs on her face were visible,

of innocence adorned her

remained undisturbed in

contemplation, and then withdrew silently, closing the door

roused Melissa from her repose. Blinking, she gazed vacantly at the door, uncertain whether Marcus had emerged or if it

the door in a daze, attempting to make a sound, but not

at her, compelling her to approach his door

plea echoed in her desire for Marcus

the door, Marcus immersed himself

a bathrobe, he stood by the French window, sipping ice water,

retrieved his phone and dialed

me.” Innocent of the unfolding events, Sylvia perched on the

questioned, “Mr. Fowler, are you certain? The project is intricate. It'll require a minimum

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young lady holds significant sway. Are you wary of her?” Marcus sneered. “Do you

from finance department, another four from business department, plus the two of us." Despite Sylvia's inclination to plead, Marcus terminated the

herself

with a strained relationship, vented his frustrations on Sylvia, his capable Books

subordinate.

Sylvia contemplated resigning.

intensity, “Tell me you earn ten million dollars annually. Say itl." Her husband shifted,

vigorously pinched his

million dollars a year, but

the other side, Marcus, having discharged his pent-up frustration, experienced a newfound sense

gradually, he strolled to the bedroom, yet his gaze

Melissa had

until the clock struck seven in the