A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

The woman leaned close to him, undeterred by his glum expression.

She had schemed to be there, claiming that her car had broken down before asking him to give her a ride home.

Marcus hadn't refused out of respect for her father, but he wasn't expecting to be seen by Melissa, of all people.

Not that he should be bothered by this — they had broken up, after all.

The problem was, he did feel bothered. He was flustered and angry and evenalittle regretful.

As soon as Melissa's car disappeared in the distance, Marcus got out of the car and slammed the door closed behind him.

He turned to his driver, instructing him to drive the girl home.

Feeling aggrieved, she also got out of the car and demanded, “Is it because of her?” Marcus stood tall and brooding in his black suit.

He lit a cigarette and took a couple of drags before asking, “Her, who?” “Melissa! From the Watson Group.

I heard that she got her position through Mr. Watson's help. She wouldn't have been promoted so fast if there was nothing going on between them.

So, are you rejecting me because of her? You can't possibly be unaware that I'm trying to pursue you. Do you honestly think that woman is worth more than I am?” She was shaking with emotion, and her tone turned aggressive with every word she spoke.

Instead of answering her, Marcus put his cigarette out and got back inside the car. The girl tried to do the same, but he stopped her.

“She is the mother of my son,” he said, his tone icy. “While you are a nobody to me. What made you think you can insult her to my face?” He pulled the door closed, forcing her to back away, and then snapped at Ross, “Drive!” Ross had overheard every bit of their conversation, and couldn't be more pleased with its result. Still, he wasn't as cruel as his master. “It may not be a good idea, Mr. Fowler.” he said as he started the engine. “What if she runs into some hooligans if we leave her all by herself?”

“I don't care!” Marcus glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the girl stamping her feet, no doubt throwing a tantrum.

Ross grinned. “Well, it's not her fault. This is on you, really, you ladykiller.

Despite being a father, you still have a flock of women constantly chasing after you. If I were Melissa, Id be furious, too.

Ah, where are we headed, by the way?” Marcus clicked his tongue and leaned back in his seat. He didn't care for Ross’ words, either.

He fiddled with his phone for a while before asking James out for a drink. It was cold, and it was late. James dragged himself out of bed and did not hesitate to give Marcus a piece of his mind. “Look here, you may be single, but I have a wife and children to keep me company in my nice, ‘warm home. Seriously, if you weren't helping with my business, I would never go out in the middle of the night just to drink and listen to your woes. Tell me, did you have another fight with Melissa? Why don't you just go straight to her and ask her if she still loves you, huh? Be a man and beg on your knees!”

James’ mockery almost made Marcus hang up in anger. But before he could end the call, James stopped him with an apology.

Late that night, they met at a bar they frequented.

They sat at one of the tables in the corner. Despite choosing a low-key place, several women quickly took notice and sent flirtatious glances at them, with some going as far as accosting them.

Marcus was unimpressed and ignored every single one of them.

James held a cigarette between their slender fingers, showing his ring.

“I'm married.” With a chuckle, the beauties left them alone.

James narrowed his eyes and took a drag of the cigarette. As he slowly blew out smoke, he gently knocked on the table and said, “Since you can't get over her, your only option is to get her back.

You've been together for so long. You just need to rekindle the feelings that are already there. Don't forget, there are many other men pursuing Melissa even now. If she wanted to, she would have plenty of options.” Without saying a word, Marcus clinked his cup with James's.

James let out a sigh. “And stop acting like you don't care” The two drank until two in the morning. When they finished, James felt tired and drunk. He had work early the next day, so he left first.

Marcus sat there for a moment, alone with his thoughts.

Ross grew sleepy in the car.

When Marcus sat in the car, Ross shivered and asked, “Are we going back to your parents’ now?” Marcus leaned back against his seat and answered, “Let's go back to my apartment.” Ross wiped his face, spunk up and drove.

After a while, he said, “No one uses that place. Itd be perfect if Melissa moves in with your son. It's near your company, so you would be able to have Lunch with them even on weekdays.” Marcus turned his head and stared at the night outside the window.

Ross didn't press the matter anymore.

The car rolled to a stop in front of the apartment building. Marcus asked Ross to leave first, and then went upstairs.

The apartment had been cleaned regularly. Everything looked the same as before.

However, the place had been vacant for a long time, so it seemed empty and desolate.

Marcus had drunk too much tonight, and he was starting to feel uncomfortable. Still, he did't want to go to bed yet. A Lonesomeness.

took hold of him as he thought about life. He had a thriving career, but what good did that do him? At the end of the day, he was still alone.

He walked to the guest room.

Then, he sat on the edge of the bed and lay down.

The heating in the apartment was off, but Marcus didn't want to get up and turn it on. He lay outstretched on the bed for a long time before taking something from his pocket.

Itwas a diamond ring for Melissa.

She had casually put it aside in the drawer when they broke up. He took it back and never told her.

They didn't need words to understand what it meant.

Until now, Marcus had never regretted a single decision he had made in his life... But now he was just miserable. There were plenty of beautiful ‘women surrounding him, but he had no interest in any of them.

Now, he was lying on the bed, feeling hollow and dejected.

His eyes were fixed on the diamond ring for a long time before gently putting it back into the drawer.

Melissa...

In the dark night, Marcus quietly stared at the ceiling.

Thoughts came rushing into his head, his memories with Melissa filling his mind.

really say that he regretted

only thing he knew was that his chest was tight with the yearning

home quietly

a white Bentley parked nearby. The door to the driver's seat was half-open, and a man's leg stretched out from inside. From the gap in the opening, Melissa caught a glimpse

doubt about it. It was

and then decided to just ignore him. She opened the door and got in her own

called from the other vehicle. His voice was raspy from his

came to her. He raised his hand, glancing at

salvage whatever was left from the wreck of their relationship. But why? After

tactfully, “No, thank you.” But Marcus was already retrieving his wallet from the car.

company.” Melissa almost

them. She brightened at the sight of them

looked at Melissa and

didn't have the heart to refuse Matthew, so she silently locked the

the third wheel, Julie made up

up most of the customers inside. The aroma of food and

subside, but he endured the

of his sandwich and commented, “It's alright, but it's not as

barely tasted her cooking. Did you drink last

today. He tugged at his father’s arm to get his attention and said softly,

you support me and Mom? If you do, she wouldn't have to work so hard” Marcus knew

looked at Melissa. The dark circles under her eyes were still visible despite

“You're working too hard. Is that really necessary? You'll wear yourself out if you keep that up.” Melissa didn't want to talk about it in front of

that. Neither did he want to argue while they were with their son, so he held back and didn't press when she ignored his

took Matthew away, and Marcus got

Marcus asked her softly, “Is Albert that important to you?

I have to put food on the table. I won't be getting as much as I am now if I'm

softened, feeling guilty. “Melissa...” he

not wanting him to see the tears glistening in her

at midnight, but... I don't think it's gonna work out between us.” She paused for a moment, letting her words sink in, and then said indifferently, “You've always disliked my work. Then, you went and invited Violette into your house. You let any woman sit in your car because each one of them is just as replaceable as the next. They don't mean anything to you. I'm scared, Marcus. One

After a long while, Marcus said softly, “You do mind those women, don't you?”

time, Marcus didn't make things difficult for her. He exited the car without

all over the space now that she

no matter how sad she was, she wouldn't go back on her decision, especially when Marcus didn't respect her. There would be no point in being with him again when

Melissa arrived at

of work to do. At 10 AM, she asked her secretary to make an appointment with

things according to her

the other side, Alan hung

an old friend, and she had helped him

after meeting Melissa, he grew to admire her and thought that she would be a good match for his

about her background, but that didn't matter. So what if Melissa had a child. As far as he knew, she was

wanted her for a

while, but ultimately decided

things clear with Rena. He dialed her number and waited for her to pick up.

he wanted Melissa to marry

believe her own ears. “Alan, are you sure about

is capable, and my son is absorbed in his research. She can manage the family business in his place. Don't you think they'll make

guess I'l gain a cute grandson after she marries my son. I've seen the boy's photos. He's adorable. Don't worry, Mrs. Fowler. The

a nice ring to it, doesn't

who had been listening to them, couldn't help but curse, “What a shameless person! Rena, you made a terrible mistake by introducing him to Melissa” There was no one more upset than

she had never

handsome, well-mannered and from a good family. Thinking of her own arrogant son, Rena felt her temples throb

arrived for

eyed him as he entered,

company later” He was about to go upstairs when Waylen, unable to help himself,

talking about! He wants

who can do what you can and even better, especially when you're not even putting up a fight” “Melissa's not that kind of woman,”

cut in. “If you know that, then why couldn't you be more understanding when she went to Heron? You went as far as stealing her client and putting her in a tight spot.

who spoke next. “We have to find a

against us? Teach him a lesson. That's what

was unaffected. Unbuttoning his shirt, he said indifferently, “Good idea.” His

wife and said, “Is he really our son? Since when had he been so cold-blooded?” Rena sipped her tea

gaped at

envious. It's such a pity he's wasting it away, with no wife beside him.” Marcus lowered his head, buttoning his jacket. “I'l have one soon.” “Bullshit!” With a faint smile, Marcus walked out. Ross was

an appointment with Alan

evening, she arrived at

when she opened the door, she was

with a young man who was about thirty years old. He had a

than them, Thomas and

been in the past, she would have left immediately. Just because she didn't have any contact with the Smith family didn't mean that she didn't mind

for him, she wouldn't have been

mother wouldn't have ended up

in her ear, “This looks like a set-up.” Melissa stared at Weldon for a long

too.” After saying that, she

her very much. To his

turned out for Vanessa. When Weldon came

immediately agreed

the Smiths were to unify by marriage, it would make

“Don't be so distant. No one here is an outsider. Mr. Smith is your uncle, right? Oh, by the way, let me introduce you. This is my son, Jaime Scott” Right then and there, Melissa

project must really be

Scott.”

the

stunned, but then inwardly smiled. He knew what she was doing, and instead of being offended, his