A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Melissa was left speechless by the accusation, finding no words to defend against the harsh judgment laid before her.

Throughout Jessie's relationship with Albert, she took care of everything from buying a villa to ensuring Jessie had all her necessities, a fact that only fueled Mrs. Green's anger.

As her tirade intensified, Mrs. Green raised her hand to strike Jessie once more.

It was then that Marcus intervened with a challenging question. “Mrs.

Green, do you truly believe the man you chose for Jessie would bring her joy? What if he declared their marriage open from the start, showing utter disregard for the union and Jessie herself? Jessie rejected such a marriage. How is that wrong?” Mrs. Green, momentarily taken aback by Marcus’ intervention, paused her advance.

In the midst of this, Jessie, overcoming her initial shock, declared her intention to return with her mother.

She recognized the sacrifices her mother had made.

With her father’s health declined, someone had to step forward and

shoulder the family business. Jessie knew she had to go back. Melissa looked on, concern etched on her face for Jessie, hesitating to see her leave under such conditions.

Jessie offered a brave smile, acknowledging, “I can't stay hidden here indefinitely. Melissa, 'm grateful for your kindness these past days.

Yet, this is your home, not mine.” Melissa was about to protest, but Marcus’ gentle tug on her arm stopped her.

He looked at Jessie, his expression softening. “It's commendable that you're choosing to face your responsibilities. Remember, you're always welcome here. Do come back for visits. Matthew and Yvonne are quite fond of you” Jessie understood the subtext in Marcus’ words all too well.

He was subtly assuring her mother that both he and Melissa supported her fully.

Despite this, Jessie felt she had earned her mother's rebuke.

She went upstairs to gather her things, dreading the goodbye with Melissa, who clearly didn't

want to see her go.

With a sad smile, Jessie acknowledged, “Leaving was inevitable.

Besides, it's time I took responsibility for my own life.” Their embrace was tight, filled with the unspoken acknowledgment of how much they had grown to rely on each other. Jessie, reflecting on their bond, felt her emotions swell. “We'll have to catch up soon,” she managed through tears.

Marcus, ever the stoic presence, offered his support with a simple, “If you need anything, just let me know.” as he casually stood by.

Jessie thanked him softly, her departure marked by a bowed head as she walked away with her mother.

The house fell into a sudden hush after their exit.

Julie couldn't help but express her sympathy for Jessie, despite her wealthy background. “Such a sad situation” she mused, her thoughts inadvertently drifting to Albert and his past attentiveness towards Melissa.

Recognizing the impropriety of gossip, she quickly excused herself and the children from the room, leaving Marcus and Melissa alone in the silence of the Living room.

After a moment's pause, Marcus broke the silence, his voice gentle.

“Isn't there something on your mind?”

Melissa, puzzled, responded, “What are you expecting me to say?” Marcus proceeded to prepare two cups of coffee, a deliberate act, before handing one to Melissa and settling down across from her.

Without mincing words, he addressed the heart of the matter. “Are You not considering informing Albert about Jessie's situation?” Melissa was at a loss, prompting Marcus to clarify with a slight smile.

“The Greens may seem well-off, but Jessie's father lacks the acumen for business, and the hotel sector has been struggling. Jessie herself hasn't been involved in the business at all. The Green family’s prospects are grim.” Concluding his point, Marcus noted, “Our ability to help is limited.” Melissa grasped Marcus’ underlying message.

He believed Albert, given his history with Jessie, might lend the necessary support to the Green family, perhaps as a gesture to amend past grievances.

After careful thought, Melissa resolved to take action.

When night fell, Matthew hit the hay early.

He couldn't shake thoughts of Jessie. He wandered around clutching his pillow, lost in a haze. Seeing him like that made Melissa a tad sad.

It felt Like everyone was used to having Jessie around.

Melissa tucked Matthew in with care.

Out of the blue, the door swung open. Yvonne strolled in, clad in her pajamas and whispered, “Is Matthew asleep?” Being close pals, the litle girl snuggled up to Melissa's lap naturally.

Melissa stroked her head softly and murmured, “Almost there.” Not wanting to disturb Matthew, Yvonne kept quiet and waited patiently.

After what seemed like ages, Matthew finally dozed off.

Melissa ushered Yvonne out who then whipped out her homework.

But math wasn't Melissa's forte. She wrestled with it for ages, ending up shaking her head in defeat.

Melissa felt quite embarrassed.

With wide innocent eyes, Yvonne asked, “Aunt Melissa? Do you know how to solve this math problem?” Melissa, of course, wasn't about to reveal the truth.

Just then, Marcus strolled in. Seeing Melissa awkwardly handling Yvonne's math book, he caught on. With a subtle grin, he plopped onto the couch, snatched the book, and explained the solution in the simplest terms.

Yvonne beamed after solving the math problem. “Thanks a bunch, Uncle Marcus!”

Marcus had a soft spot for the kid. He gave her a pat on the shoulder and said, “It's late now. Get some rest! Tomorrow, Il take you and Matthew back to my folks’ place” Yvonne dashed back to her room, bubbling with excitement.

Marcus only shut the door once Yvonne had hopped into bed.

‘s Catching Melissa tackling the math quiz, he couldn't resist tapping her head and quipping, “How'd you even make it into university with those math skills?” “Math's not my jam,” Melissa shot back instantly.

Sporting a grin, Marcus peeked in and asked, “Is Matthew asleep?” Melissa nodded in response.

She half expected Marcus to try something but he didn't push it after what had happened last time. It was handy for him, though, living under the same roof.

Sure, Marcus had hinted a few times, but Melissa wasn't having it.

at all. Instead, he just nodded and backed off. Melissa briefly wondered if Marcus

playing games.

time, theyd got

seemed to be keeping her at

Albert about Jessie and her family. Especially

ten o'clock at

crafting an email. It was a snappy report on her recent work, looking pretty

she added

slapped Jessie! Mr. Watson, I might not be able to look

of time mulling over her next

Jessie, he'd suss out what went down with the Green family on

Meanwhile, over in Heron.

Is she out?” The servant

further. He knew the servant had been working for

words, she wouldn't

when she was out as there was

had never consummated the

figured it was his issue. So he tested

out that he still

wasn't

stairs, Albert frowned,

was attractive. s@xy, even. But she

the bedroom door, it hit him like

Thinking of Jessie got Albert feeling a tad blue. He yanked off his tie and chucked it onto the bed, and then flopped down

mattress, motionless.

for his days back

to that, life here felt dull. Work piled up at the office

the same old routine

mind, Albert lit up a cigarette and

attention. He opened it up to find

hadn't expected Melissa to be burning the midnight oil, especially

giving Melissa a raise, the last few lines of her email knocked him sideways! Something was up with Jessie's family?! After a moment's thought, Albert dialed Melissa's number. Cutting to the chase, he asked straight out, “What's the deal with the Greens? Jessie's mom... hit her?” Melissa had been waiting for his call, clutching

got a hard slap across the face! She

went on, “Jessie’s dad's really sick, so no one’s handling the business. Marcus mentioned her dad's not great

in over her head with all

twinged at her words.

“Got

ended the call

stared at the stub of

could picture was Jessies

was so pampered, probably couldn't handle the

tore him up inside! Albert wasted no time in deciding to

Heron were still shaky, and he needed to stick around the head office. But right now, all he could

was that there were no flights at this hour. So he opted to drive, an eight-hour journey that would get him there

stairs, Daisy

looked like a vision

coat, she couldn't resist asking, “Off somewhere, Albert? It's

was when he noticed a faint love

expression on

two

anything, he felt a weight off his shoulders, thinking maybe Daisy could

he replied, “Got something to sort out. Might take a couple days”

place, Albert made a quick exit from the

was ready to head upstairs when the servant softly reminded her, “Maam, you can't keep coming in late like this.

her eyes and quipped,

a wad of cash from

eight

SUV pulled into

the car, puffing on a cigarette, Albert dialed Jessie's number on his

besides, we ended things ages ago.” Before Albert

dial her number

stubbing out his cigarette and exiting the car, Albert made his way straight to the hospital's inpatient

In the VIP ward.

father lay in a coma. Her mother had gone home to rest after a sleepless night at

doctor had given the grim diagnosis

with surgery, her father had only a few months

unimaginable that her family’s

let

He's waiting” Someone wanted to see her? Jessie couldn't quite make out who it was. After a moment's thought, she asked the nurse to keep watch over

spotted a slim figure at the end of the

It was Albert.

expected him to pop up out of the

couldn't read

other in ages. Albert was

slowly

were about a meter apart, Albert

Like she'd taken

just stared at him blankly. Her eyes, once full of life,

“Obviously, it hurts” Albert moved closer,

wouldn't want to upset your wife if she found out” Hearing this, Albert felt a twinge of annoyance. He shot back, “If you even cared about her feelings, why'd you rush to Heron for my wedding, huh?”

now, she simply said, “If you wish it, Mr. Watson, I can apologize to

can do for you.” “Thanks, but no thanks!” Jessie replied coolly, “I appreciate your concern, Mr. Watson. But I can manage on my own... If that's all, I need to get back to my

Goodbye, Mr. Watson!”

indifferent tone got under Albert's

pulled her into a

felt a pang of guilt and said firmly, “Just because I'm married, does it mean you have to treat me like a stranger?” Jessie lifted her head and offered a

fired back, “What else should I do, Mr. Watson? Should I accept your help and then sleep with you as payment? Or maybe I should become your secret lover... Albert, is that what you want?” With tears welling up, Jessie continued, “No matter how tough it gets, Il never ask for your help!”

Albert felt even

nor did he spill

in the

even if his