Filed To Story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
But who could that lover be?
Was it his first love, Cecilia Smith, who would soon be engaged to one of his best friends? Or could it be the mysterious and ever–elusive Mr. Y? Or was it Jessanna Ximenez, now abundant with his offspring?
No matter who it was, Flossie was sure that it was not her anyway!
Having confirmed that Halston wasn’t trying to kill himself, Flossie sighed in relief and got ready to leave quietly without leaving a single trace of her presence.
Unfortunately, one of the handsome young men on the couch covered his mouth and yelled, pretending to be shocked at the sight of the woman.
“Ah! What is that woman doing there?! How suspicious!”
Halston stopped singing abruptly. He slowly turned his penetrating gaze towards the door.
The moment he saw Flossie, his eyes, which had been bleary because of alcohol, suddenly brightened up, although it was unclear if it sobered him up or made him drunker.
He quietly watched her like that for a long time, but his gaze was neither cold nor warm. He neither chased her away nor invited her to join him.
Flossie began to feel disconcerted by Halston’s stare, so she smiled apologetically to the pretty young women and told them, “I didn’t mean to disturb you guys. Please continue with whatever you’re doing.”
Flossie initially intended to leave right then and there, but as she surveyed the scene, she felt a little uneasy about leaving Halston like this.
Would he end up plastered on the tabloid front page tomorrow morning if people saw him like this?
No matter what, he was still the biological father of her two children.
With that thought in mind, she took a deep breath and firmly decided to stay. With her head held high, she stepped into the private lounge.
“I’ve changed my mind now. Tonight, I will definitely leave with this man!”
After speaking, she walked up to Halston and told the handsome young man who was singing with him, “Hey, do you mind scooting over a little? The place beside him belongs to me.”
The young man looked like he was only in his early twenties, but he had a pretty imposing attitude because he was the most popular singing escort in this karaoke bar.
“You’ll have to get in line,” he told Flossie. “I was here first, so why the hell should I let you have my place?”
Flossie held her head high and confidently replied, “Because I’m his ex–wife.”
The young man was taken aback for a while. He didn’t become the most popular escort in this karaoke without going through a lot of experience.
“So what?” he snapped more confidently than Flossie. “Even if you’re his current wife, I still won’t let you have my place. If you’re unhappy, then you can go outside and complain to our manager. I should warn you, though, that our establishment has some powerful backers.”
“You…!”
Flossie was left momentarily speechless. The young these days were just too bold and shameless for her to handle. She watched helplessly as the handsome young man proudly sat beside Halston as if his butt was stuck to the couch. It was clear that he had no intention of giving in to her at all. Flossie suddenly realized the laughably absurd situation she had gotten herself in.
The young man beside Halston then spoke in a very effeminate manner, “We’re having a lot of fun with him until you get here, sis, so why don’t you just go home, wash up, and go to bed? You’re only spoiling the atmosphere here. We’re only trying to sing with this man in peace!”
The tone in which he spoke was so feminine that he sounded like a eunuch. It really threw her off and gave her goosebumps.
She had really never seen such a thing!
Almost at her limit, she turned to Halston, who had been silent all along “Aren’t you going to say anything, Halston Guajardo? If you keep ignoring me like this, then I won’t care about you anymore. Don’t blame me for not helping you!”
Halston was indeed completely inebriated at that point. His mind spun wildly, and he was seeing double. Ever since Flossie appeared at the bar, his eyes never left her for a single second, as if he was trying very hard to ascertain whether the woman before him was just an illusion.
He then stood up unsteadily and staggered towards Flossie, as if approaching some food that he had been craving for a long.
time.
Flossie gulped hard and stepped away from him. “What… What are you trying to do?” she asked in a panic.
Halston said nothing. He merely lifted up both of his scorching hands and firmly held Flossie’s face. Then he started to knead her face as if it was dough.
“What the hell, Halston?! Let me go!”
Halston squished Flossie’s delicate and lovely face until she looked chubby. He found her heartachingly adorable like that.
“Okay,” he nodded with satisfaction. “You’re not an illusion. You’re really here.”
He then turned around and coldly ordered the young man who had been arguing with Flossie. “Give her the microphone.”
The young man, intimidated by Halston’s imposing aura, obediently handed over the microphone to Flossie and quietly moved away from his seat to make space for her.
“What’s going on here?” asked Flossie as the microphone was stuffed into her hands, looking befuddled.
“I remember hearing you sing,” Halston plainly answered. “You sang beautifully. Sing for me again.”
Although he was totally plastered at the time, he could still vividly recall the song that Flossie had sung a long time ago.
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“A long, long time ago, you were mine, and I was yours.”
“A long, long time ago, you left me and soared into the sky…”
Ironically, those lyrics from the past accurately described their reality. She had belonged to him back then, but he had now lost her. She was about to spread her wings, flying away into the big blue sky, far away from him.
Halston selected the song and insisted that Flossie sing, before kicking out all of the young men from the private lounge.
Only the two of them were left inside now.
The title of the song, “The Outside World,” appeared on the screen, and it began to play.
Halston kept staring at Flossie, his drunken face looking innocent and childlike.
“Go on,” he softly urged. “I want to hear you sing ”
The rare, gentle side he was showing slightly entranced Flossie. She remembered how he was exactly this gentle one night. when he was also drunk, how he gently murmured “I miss you,” to her.
She was overwhelmed by a convoluted compound of emotions.
Was this guy trying to seduce a naive woman like her with his old tricks again?
Flossie pushed Halston away and looked into his eyes, asking him, “Halston, do you still remember what happened that night when you were drunk?“
Flossie and Halston were so close that they could feel each other’s breath.
The warm air that Halston exhaled reeked of alcohol. Misty–eyed, he gently lifted her chin with his lanky fingers and asked, ” What happened that night?”
Flossie frowned, suspicion written all over her face.
“Have you genuinely forgotten, or are you just evading any responsibility?”
“Why don’t you tell me?” Halston replied in a husky voice, though it was unclear if he was serious when he added, “Only after you tell me will I find out what I remember and forgot.”
“That night…” Flossie almost blurted out the truth, but in the end, she still chose to remain silent about it.
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