Chapter 102 – A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love

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Charles carefully studied Halston’s face, at a complete loss at how to answer the man. Whether they were divorced, Charles was even more insignificant to Halston than Flossie.

He felt that whichever way he answered would be wrong.

Flossie was uncomfortable as she listened to the conversation. Somehow, she felt like Halston was indirectly insulting her.

Halston looked at Charles coldly, then suddenly raised his foot to step on Charles‘ head. “Go back and tell Jeremy that there’s nothing I hate more than bullies! The deal between H Group and Sunder Group has been terminated!”

“Y–yes, sir!”

Charles didn’t dare protest or say more. Gesturing wildly to the other men, the group scrambled and left the villa.

What a mess! Charles hadn’t expected that his luck was so bad that he’d run into Halston, now like a knight riding in on a white horse to save the damsel in distress.

Didn’t divorced couples usually not get along? What the hell was up with those two?! Was it normal to meet up so often?!

On the other hand, Halston had both hands in his pocket and a stern look on his face as he asked Flossie, “How are you?”

Flossie was not a fool. Even though her ex–husband had just asserted his dominance, and she went starry–eyed over his display for a moment, she was clear–headed and sneered.

“One doesn’t visit for no reason, Mr. Guajardo. You came to my house with your condescending attitude, so you shouldn’t expect a pleasant welcome. Why don’t you get to the point?”

Halston didn’t reply to Flossie’s question but proceeded to survey the villa.

“The layout doesn’t work. The hall is too cramped, the dome looks awful, and the staircase is too steep. It needs a complete renovation. The decorations are so ancient they look like leftovers from the Republican era. The carvings on the pillars at the entrance aren’t exquisite enough, either. It’s best you knock it down and start from scratch.”

Halston continued to nitpick on everything about the villa in an arrogant tone, and Flossie was thoroughly confused.

Was there something wrong with this man? He still thought of himself as her husband, did he?!

“Do you have that much free time on your hands, Halston? Did you get a degree in interior design when I wasn’t looking? You don’t need to point out anything about my house!”

Halston was currently standing in the middle of the living room, staring hard at the landscape painting hanging on the wall and ignoring Flossie’s moody words.

“This is a nice painting. It’s the famous painting of a young shepherd boy singing a song in the evening, isn’t it? If this were authentic, it would be very valuable.”

Flossie was surprised at how perceptive Halston’s eyes were when it came to art. She thought he was a businessman through and through and never expected that he’d be knowledgeable in literature and arts.

The painting was indeed the most valuable item in the entire villa, but no one knew that. Because of that, the painting. Evening Song of the Shepherd Boy, was never taken even though the home had been ransacked many times. It was also her father’s favorite painting, and Flossie would think of him whenever she looked at the painting hanging in the hall.

It was mystifying as she felt a sense of security she usually associated with her father when she looked at Halston’s strong back. He was like a silent, unmoving mountain. She felt that her world was safe as long as he was around. Even if the sky fell, she wouldn’t need to be afraid.

Oh my god. Flossie was going out of her mind! What was she even thinking?!

Margaret looked at Flossie, then at Halston, and she couldn’t help but smile. This was the first time she saw Halston in person, and he was nowhere as cold–blooded or heartless as Flossie had portrayed him.

Based on his heroic rescue and how he looked at Flossie, it seemed this man was not as apathetic as Flossie claimed.

‘Perhaps a misunderstanding led to their divorce…‘ Margaret thought as she watched the two.

“Are you done? If you’re done, you should leave!” Flossie said rudely, trying to get him to leave.

Though she wasn’t sure why the man had visited her, she was certain he didn’t have any good intentions, so she might as well chase him away as soon as possible.

“Miss Flossie, you can’t be so rude!” Margaret admonished. “Mr. Guajardo is a guest, and he just saved us. We should at least have him stay for a meal.”

Then, the older woman turned to Halston and said, “Mr. Guajardo, it’s afternoon now, so why don’t you stay for lunch? What do you usually eat? I can make almost any kind of cuisine, even Western! Just spill your preferences.”

Halston turned and observed Margaret for a few moments. After a while, he seemed satisfied and started to make uninhibited orders. “I like seafood. Do you know how to make pan–fried salmon with watercress? Crab linguine is fine too. If you make soup, make sure it’s not too thick…”

Flossie clenched her fist as Halston continued.

“Have you had enough, Halston? Do you think my house is a restaurant, ordering food like that?!”

She wouldn’t stop herself from waving her arms wildly like she was chasing flies away as she tried to usher Halston outside. Go, leave! You’re not welcome here! I’m going to close the door!”

Halston was unmoving as he said coldly. “I don’t need you to welcome me.”

Then he turned to Margaret and continued, “It’s fine as long as you welcome me, Madam.”

Margaret was slightly stunned. She didn’t expect the rumored cold and heartless man to have such a childish side and immediately played along.

“Yes, of course! You were once the family’s son–in–law, either way, and you’ve also protected Miss Flossie for many years! Let me show you what I can do for you today!”

After saying that, Margaret picked up the forgotten bag of groceries and walked into the kitchen, leaving Flossie and Halston to stare at each other awkwardly….

Flossie realized she was the only one who felt awkward. Halston seemed comfortable and acted as free as he was at home. It profoundly interpreted the quote. “It’s only embarrassing if you care what people think.”

Earlier, Charles Hanns smashed the stuff in the entire living room and made a terrible mess. Only the sofa area seemed to be untouched.

Halston sat gracefully on the couch and crossed his legs. He asked Flossie, “How are you? Have you gotten used to your new place?”

“What do you think? This is my home. Why can’t I get comfortable here?”

Flossie looked around and flashed a meek smile. “I’m finally home after four years of wandering. I have to say, home sweet home!”

Halston’s eyes turned slightly gloomy. He said quietly. “As you said, you have half of the property rights to Guajardo Villa. If you want to go back, you can move anytime. It’s your home.”

Flossie almost thought she had misheard Halston. The kind look on her face vanished, replaced by disdain.

“Halston, aren’t you being a hypocrite? Remember when you made me move out overnight to make room for Ximene? That’s not what you said at the time.”

A man’s delayed affection was simply worthless. Besides, Halston was not actually in love with her. He needed her help.

Flossie knew why Halston came to her, but she kept quiet and refused to discuss it. She did not want to give him what he wanted!

“I was wrong before. I didn’t expect Jessanna to be so unreasonable,” Halston said, his disgust visible in his eyes. Thinking back, he did not have a good impression of Jessanna during their first meeting. She looked soft and harmless, though her complex eyes said otherwise. They seemed to be filled with cunning thoughts.

Unlike Jessanna, Flossie’s pair of bright and clear eyes looked as pure as the water of a mountain spring amid a quiet valley.

Halston had to admit. He often felt that fluttering in his chest whenever he looked into Flossie’s eyes.

“I didn’t know she would ruin Guajardo Villa like this. If I had known, I wouldn’t have allowed her to step foot in it.”

Halston rarely stayed in Guajardo Villa, but he loved the sunflowers in the garden. However, the sunflowers were all gone, replaced by a field of boring roses.

It was not only the sunflower. All traces of Flossie’s presence were gone, which made him inexplicably uncomfortable.

“Ah. So what?”

Flossie no longer had the patience to waste time with Halston. She directly exposed his intention and said coldly, “You know your lover is terrible. Even so, you still came for her, begging for my mercy.”

“Aren’t you the proud and almighty Mr. Guajardo? Why did you come to me? Would you lick your ex–wife’s boot for a woman like her? Isn’t that true love?”

Surprised by Flossie’s intelligence, Halston let out a long sigh. “Yeah. I’m here for Jessanna today.”

After a short pause, he said directly. “She’s still in the hospital because she’s still in shock. I want you to drop the case.”

‘I knew it!‘ Flossie thought. Halston was only here for Jessanna. Somehow, her heart still ached a little at this realization.

Flossie took a deep breath. “She stole and destroyed my belongings. The evidence is all there. Why should I drop the case?”

With Halston’s status, he could easily get Jessanna out of trouble. But, unfortunately, the ruthless Flossie decided to send her lawyer, Zack Rosenwell. His law firm filed a suit, leaving Halston no time to react.

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