A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

However, Sharon seemed reluctant to relent, making a special visit to see Olivia.

They met at a coffee shop.

Sharon looked noticeably thinner than before, and her makeup style seemed different too.

Rumor had it that she had been involved with a wealthy man lately, and her latest companion seemed quite taken with her.

Sharon excitedly discussed her fiance.

Eventually, Olivia offered a faint smile and uttered, “Well, congratulations.

”

Upon hearing this, Sharon couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment.

She scrutinized Olivia from head to toe.

While it was true that Olivia was currently a single mother, she appeared vibrant and full of energy.

Despite any weight loss, Olivia’s demeanor remained unchanged.

Perhaps it was the support from the Evans family that provided Olivia with the confidence to move forward in her life.

Sporting a strained smile, Sharon busied herself with stirring her coffee, falling silent for a moment before finally broaching the topic in a subdued tone.

“Raphael’s fiancee may come from a respectable family, but she doesn’t compare to you.

I genuinely don’t comprehend why Raphael and you cannot be together.

If you were the one marrying him, I wouldn’t feel this way, you know.

”

How absurd!

With a faint smile, Olivia calmly replied, “Is that so? If he were to choose me in the end, I doubt you’d be saying the same.

You’d likely be furious, claiming I’m not worthy of him.

”

Sharon was taken aback by Olivia’s response, knowing the truth in it.

Olivia gazed out through the window, and then smiled gently.

“It’s time to move on! You’re about to marry.

Why not let go of Raphael altogether?”

After a prolonged gaze at Olivia, Sharon silently grabbed her handbag and left, her spirits clearly deflated.

Meanwhile, Olivia enjoyed the remainder of her coffee in silence.

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Stepping out of the coffee shop, Olivia noticed someone gazing at her intently.

It was Dylan, standing there in a formal suit-a white shirt paired with dark gray pants, showcasing his tall, slender frame.

She couldn’t discern how long he’d been there.

In a similar manner, Olivia also looked at him, their minds inevitably drifting back to what happened the other night in the backyard of Edwin’s villa.

Finally, Dylan broke the silence, his voice hoarse as he inquired, “Why did you want to meet her? What did you discuss?”

“Just something regarding Raphael,” Olivia replied softly.

Dylan lapsed into silence upon hearing her response.

With no further response from him, Olivia sidestepped him, heading towards the street to hail a taxi.

At that moment, Dylan seized her wrist, drawing her into his embrace -an action that stirred familiar emotions within her.

The familiar scent threatened to bring tears to Olivia’s eyes.