A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love - Chapter 601

Chapter 601:

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The bedroom’s yellow light cast a warm glow, highlighting her slightly flushed face. She looked both innocent and adorable in her slumber.

Edwin had watched her for a while before capturing this moment.

As he sent it, he found himself gazing at the photo, lost in thought.

He remembered Vanessa questioning his choice of Laura over her, given her seemingly better prospects.

But to Edwin, liking Laura needed no justification.

Love didn’t require reasons.

Meanwhile, after Edwin and Laura’s departure, Leonel began tidying up the house.

Despite being a billionaire CEO, his domestic skills were impeccable.

Alexis munched on an apple. “Leonel, should we get someone to help out with the household chores? You’re always so busy. Won’t you get tired from all the sweeping and cooking?”

“Do you worry about me?” Leonel asked, a smile on his face.

Alexis, swinging her long legs, hummed vaguely. Then, Leonel added, “You know, sometimes when I’m swamped by work back at the company, doing chores actually feels like a break.”

Alexis wasn’t a fan of household tasks.

Her way of unwinding usually involved a drink. She realized it had been ages since her last bar visit. Being with Leonel had changed her in ways.

Observing Leonel, Alexis seemed lost in thought.

Leonel, sensing her mood, remarked, “You can’t hit the bars, Alexis.

You’ve got a boyfriend now.”

“I just need to chill out.”

“Nope. No bar hopping for you.”

Alexis chuckled. “What, are you planning to keep me on a leash or something?”

Leonel’s response was slow but playful. “If that’s the game you’re into, I’m in.”

Alexis couldn’t believe his audacity and scoffed, “In your dreams.”

Just as Leonel was about to respond, his phone interrupted. It was an unknown caller.

The voice on the other end was direct. “Is this Mr. Leonel Douglas?

I regret to inform you that your father has died in prison.”

The word ‘died’ echoed in Leonel’s mind.

He was momentarily lost for words.

He wanted to deny the man was his father, yet he remained silent.

What was the point? The man was dead already.

Alexis overheard part of the conversation.

She gently patted Leonel’s shoulder, suggesting softly, “You should go handle this. It’ll be your last chance to see him.”

Leonel ended the call, the sound echoing in the quiet room.

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He gazed at Alexis, his eyes reflecting a silent sorrow. Deep inside, he grappled with a complex mix of emotions. The news of his father’s death had struck him unexpectedly, leaving him lost in a sea of conflicting feelings.

Leonel harbored a sense of relief, believing it to be the result of Kenneth’s own karma.

With his passing, Leonel also realized he was alone in the world, without any blood relatives.

Time seemed to stretch on before Leonel finally found his voice.

“Okay,” he whispered.

Alexis opened her mouth to speak, but Leonel gently took her hand before she could form a question. “Alexis, can you come with me?” he asked, his voice as soft as a murmur.

It was not about saying final goodbye to Kenneth together or anything.

Leonel simply knew he needed Alexis by his side more than ever.

Alexis nodded, her eyes full of understanding. “Okay, I’ll come with you.”

They would have to travel to another city to see Kenneth for the last time, which would take about three hundred kilometers from where Leonel stood.

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