A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Recognizing Olivia’s lack of receptivity, Nigel refrained from further discussion and swiftly gathered his things before heading back to the company.

Meanwhile, Olivia remained seated, leisurely sipping her coffee as the sun dipped below the horizon.

Upon Nigel’s return to the office to deliver his report, Dylan had just finished sorting through a stack of documents and was reclining in his leather chair, taking a moment to rest.

Nigel knocked lightly on the door before entering the room.

Dylan opened his eyes, noticing Nigel’s presence.

He shifted slightly in his seat.

“How did it go?”

Placing the document on Dylan’s desk, Nigel sighed softly.

“It wasn’t easy,” Nigel began, his tone heavy.

“Miss Evans remains resolute.

She declined your offer of goodwill.

”

Dylan’s gaze drifted to the document before him, his thoughts drifting elsewhere.

He had anticipated her response.

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They hadn’t crossed paths for two months since she moved out.

It wasn’t that Dylan didn’t yearn for her or for Leyla.

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Noticing his expression, Nigel couldn’t help but think that he might regret divorcing her.

So, he made a point of mentioning it in front of him, saying, “Leyla has grown taller.

Last time I saw her, she wasn’t walking well, but now she’s running around.

She’s as beautiful as her mother.

Oh, and Miss Evans hasn’t been in good health.

I heard that she’s been unwell for the past two months and hasn’t been going out much.

”

Dylan’s hands tightened involuntarily.

Sensing the tension, Nigel opted to leave without further dialogue, fabricating an excuse.

Dylan made his way to the French window, standing in contemplation.

It was getting dark.

The office lights glowed brightly, and even the Lights beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated the surroundings, but none of them belonged to Dylan and Olivia’s home.

In that place they once called home, there was only eternal darkness.

He hadn’t dared to return.

Fear held him back.

He dreaded the potential regret of revisiting the past.

But now, does he regret his decision?

Retrieving his phone from his pocket, Dylan dialed Olivia’s number.

Olivia didn’t pick up.

Despite his repeated attempts, she did not respond to any of his calls.

Perhaps she harbored resentment toward him.

At the beginning of September, Olivia immersed herself in work.

The magazine underwent downsizing, retaining only two departments: the editorial and comic departments.

Elva then took a series of photographs for Olivia’s magazine for free.

Despite being a second-tier magazine, Elva’s presence and appearance made it surpass its first-tier counterparts, leading to the issue receiving a significant advertising contract in the eight-figure range.