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A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 3505
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Ina daze, Leonel stared out the window.

Rain drizzled outside, dampening the tree branches.

In the bedroom, the door creaked open, revealing Evelyns gentle face.

The little girl rushed to the bed, embracing Leonel. His gaze softened as he looked at her; Evelyn was a spitting image of Alexis.

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He ruffled her hair gently, asking, Wheres your mother? She went to visit Calvin at the cemetery, Evelyn replied sweetly.

Suddenly, her expression saddened. Leaning on Leonels shoulder, she whispered, Mommy wouldnt let me go, but | miss Calvin too Daddy, is he in heaven? Will he come back to see me? Upon hearing her words, Leonels heart ached.

He managed a smile, comforting her by saying, Yes, Calvins in a better place now.

At his words, Evelyn hugged him tightly, nearly in tears.

Leonel patted her back gently, saying nothing more. After awhile, the little girl seemed to feel better and dashed out of the room.

Once she left, Leonel remained lost in thought for a while before heading to the bathroom.

In the mirror, his handsome face looked worn, like a defeated man.

Indeed, hed been defeated by a man who wasnt even alive anymore.

No matter his efforts, Alexis still visited Calvins grave.

Staring at his reflection, Leonel smirked bitterly. Suddenly, he punched the mirror, shattering it.

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Blood stained the cracks, but he didnt seem to feel any pain.

Thirty minutes later, a sleek black limo rolled into the cemetery, barely making a sound.

As the car halted, the driver moved to grab an umbrella for Leonel.

But he waved him off, murmuring, Just wait here.

The driver hesitated, eyeing the sky, but decided against speaking up.

Meanwhile, Leonel strode toward the cemetery alone.

The path was slick from the rain, dampening the grass. Soon, Leonels clothes and hands were soaked, but he paid it no mind, his expensive shoes trudging forward.

Before long, he spotted Calvins tombstone and a figure standing beside it.