A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

The claret blouse draped loosely around her waist enhanced her allure significantly… Her voice was whisper-soft as she spoke, a sound few men could ignore.

Yet, Dylan managed to hold back, giving her a comforting pat on the shoulder with his calloused hand.

“I’m pretty beat today.

Maybe another time.

”

Olivia, slightly embarrassed, didn’t want to spoil the mood.

She bowed her head to button her blouse and then asked nonchalantly, “Well… Should we head home now?”

Dylan cast a look at his dog.

Ever since he and Olivia had been intimate, the dog had sat frozen, watching them with a curious gaze.

This might have been its first exposure to such a moment.

Dylan shifted his stance a bit and lit a cigarette.

Then he remarked, “Keeping a dog in that apartment isn’t exactly a good idea.

I’d rather stay out here.

”

At that, Olivia blinked.

After a while, she said in a hushed tone, “If that’s the case, Leyla and I will move into your place.

She’s become so adorable, Dylan.

”

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Amidst the faint wisps of smoke, Dylan fixed his gaze on her, his eyes deep and intent.

He remembered a day when he witnessed Raphael embracing Leyla so tenderly.

It was a genuinely heartwarming scene.

Watching Olivia and Raphael exchange looks, he sensed the Lingering affection between them… Previously, Dylan had believed that despite everything, Olivia was his life partner and Leyla, their child.

However, that scene he had witnessed changed everything, making him realize his mistake.

Perhaps Olivia’s heart still belonged to Raphael.

To her, Dylan might have been merely a dependable presence.

So Dylan decided it was time to give Olivia a choice.

Breaking the silence, he finally voiced his long-held thought.

“Olivia, maybe we should spend some time apart.

Let’s take two years.

If you still want to be with me after that, we’ll reunite.

But if your feelings shift towards Raphael, I’ll step aside.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

”

Olivia regarded him in quiet contemplation, perfectly still, not even blinking.

After what felt like an eternity, she regained her composure and asked, “Dylan, are you really asking me to choose between Raphael and you?”

Dylan remained silent.

Olivia cast her eyes down.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and a slight shudder ran through her as she began to sob quietly.

When she finally spoke again, her voice was strained.

“But Dylan, we’re together, aren’t we?”

“I’m sorry, Olivia,” Dylan replied, his voice heavy with regret.