A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

He acknowledged that loving Alexis was no longer within his capacity.

A perfectionist at heart, he couldn’t bear to be perceived in such a diminished state by her side.

How could a crippled man be worthy of caring for her?

Lately, Alexis had been haunted by recurring dreams, all centered around the car accident.

Each time she awoke from these dreams, she consistently discovered her back soaked in sweat.

Often, she would simply sit in silence, absorbed in contemplation.

In the dream, flames blazed, while Leonel, dressed in white, slowly faded.

Eventually, he vanished before her eyes.

On the sixth night, Alexis awoke, stunned, before finally reaching for her phone and dialing Leonel’s number.

The call connected, but there was no response.

several rings, it turned

but no one

blinked, her phone slipping from

covers and rose

her destination or plans, she simply couldn’t bear to remain

had slipped from memory,

pushed the door open, entering the

her, inquiring, “What’s brought you out of

“Mom,

a pang in

Rena could respond, Alexis poured out, “Lately, I’ve been dreaming about him

trapped in

need

status was uncertain, Alexis needed reassurance

Alexis to sit beside her, tenderly running her fingers through her hair as she mentioned, “Wasn’t there news about his trip abroad for a major project? He’ll be

abroad, he always checks in about the