A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

She didn’t shy away from the fact that Leonel could no longer drive.

Since they had decided to be together, these realities were unavoidable in daily life.

Constantly treading carefully would only exhaust them both.

Alexis chose to be forthright.

As she expected, once Leonel had processed this, he moved on.

He called Ross to ask him to head back first.

After hanging up, Leonel felt a twinge of regret.

He shouldn’t have gotten rid of the cars in the garage.

Some of those cars were actually Alexis’ favorites.

He might not be able to drive them, but she still could.

Sensing his thoughts, Alexis smiled.

“I kept those cars; they’re still in the garage.

If you’d like, I can drive you to work every day in a different one.

”

“Which woman drives her husband to work every day?”

“Hey, watch it! I’m not your wife.

We’re both single now.

Mr.

Douglas, I have plenty of suitors,” Alexis joked, unable to suppress a smile.

Leonel gazed at her smiling face with deep affection, captivated.

He felt as if his Alexis had returned.

In the end, as long as they were together, what else truly mattered?

Alexis was indeed very busy.

She didn’t finish her work until seven in the evening.

During this time, she brewed Leonel a cup of coffee.

Leonel found the blend quite bitter, but Alexis was accustomed to its strong flavor.

Leonel remarked, “I’m still partial to… imported coffee beans.

”

After work, they drove out for dinner and took a leisurely walk, hand in hand.

Under the glow of neon lights, they shared a ki*s.

Leonel couldn’t help but ask, “Are we letting Cordelia sleep alone tonight? She’s two years old now.

It might be time for her to start sleeping on her own.

”

Alexis ki*sed him gently and smiled.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered playfully, “Why don’t you try breaking that news to her? Let’s see if she’s ready for it.

”

Leonel took Alexis’ hand, leading the way back with a purposeful stride.

Alexis followed, teasing him lightheartedly, “Leonel, you’re 40 years old, right? Isn’t it time to stop being so childish?”

He helped her into the driver’s seat and carefully fastened her seatbelt.

“Yes, I can be rather childish sometimes,” he admitted.

He leaned over and ki*sed her softly on the lips.

“Miss Fowler, I can’t hold back any longer.

No one can stop me now.

”

He thought he would get used to everything, even the challenges they faced.