Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
“Yeah, Mommy. In dramas, when a man and a woman are in love, they marry quickly and have babies. True love never wants to be slow, only fast!”
The two children took turns to bombard Flossie, and she couldn’t even get a proper word in.
“That’s true, but… but reality is not like dramas you watch on TV. Mommy still wants to test this relationship first. What if we end up not suitable for each other? If we have kids, they might not have a mommy or daddy! That would be sad!”
The children were convinced by Flossie’s words, and they nodded.
“Yes, you should go ahead and test all you want. Your marriage will be more solid if that happens. Mommy has already been hurt once by that jerk, so it can’t happen a second time!”
“Right. Marriage is not a simple matter. It must be done with careful consideration. Don’t rush it, Mommy. Take your time.”
Flossie breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, feeling like she had narrowly escaped this matter.
When the three of them returned to the apartment, they found that Margaret had also remembered Flossie’s birthday and had bought her a cake and prepared a gift.
“Miss Flossie, you’re back. Did you have fun?”
The older woman knew that Flossie and the two children had gone to Mr. Q’s house and had prayed silently in her heart that there would be sparks between Flossie and Mr. Q.
“It was okay. They celebrated my birthday. The cake and fireworks were beautiful,” Flossie said, downplaying the entire event.
“Margaret, Mommy, and Daddy Q will get married real soon. Adie and I are so happy that we’ll have a real daddy!”
Abigail was innocent and elated, and she hugged Margaret and twirled around happily after saying that.
“Really?!”
Margaret was obviously also overjoyed, and she was smiling from ear to ear.
“Yes! I’m sure of it! Abby and I handpicked Q for Mommy, so it’s absolutely reliable. Mommy even hugged him tonight, so I guess it won’t be long before they get married.”
“That’s great! Thank God that Miss Flossie has finally found the right person for her!” Margaret said joyfully as she clasped her hand together.
She was so excited that her words became incoherent as her eyes reddened.
“Master, Sir, Ma’am… Did you hearthat? Miss Flossie is about to start a fresh relationship, so you can rest assured…”
‘Well…”
Flossie tried to confess several times, but seeing how happy everyone was, she couldn’t bear to kill their joy, so she ended up staying quiet.
Amidst the joyful mood, Abby’s cute round face suddenly paled. A pained expression crept onto her face.
“Aah! It hurts, Mommy! It hurts so bad!”
The little girl grabbed her chest. She was having difficulty breathing.
Everyone immediately became alert.
“Margaret, the inhaler! Hurry up and grab the inhaler!”
Flossie hugged Abby while rubbing her chest and comforting her, “Abby, don’t panic. Breathe slowly. Inhale, exhale, inhale… The inhaler will be here soon.”
Margaret quickly handed Flossie the inhaler. “Here you go, Miss Flossie!”
Flossie took the inhaler from Margaret, put it to Abby’s mouth with practiced familiarity and started pressing it.
Abby’s breathing slowly returned to normal. Her cheeks, which had gone pale, gradually regained color.
“Mommy, I’m sorry for scaring you. I was too happy today, so I forgot to take the medication. It’s my bad.”
The little girl’s pitiful appearance made Flossie’s chest tighten.
‘You silly girl, it’s not your fault. It’s Mommy’s fault for not reminding you. I’m sorry you had to go through that.”
Flossie kissed the little girl’s forehead. She felt terrible.
When Abby and Adie were born, Abby only weighed half as much as Adie did. She had not developed well in the womb, and that was especially true for her lungs. As a result, she suffered from asthma from an early age.
Patients of this illness had strict requirements for their living environment. They needed fresh air that had no pollution and no impurities. Even a slight amount of dust in the air could make the illness act up. If the asthma attack was not dealt with in a timely manner, it could be life-threatening.
Abby grew up on Sun Island, so she was like a plant that grew in a greenhouse. The air on sun island was perfect for her condition, be it in purity or humidity.
Over the years, Margaret had been researching various remedies, hoping to find a cure for Abby.
But her herbs required extremely high air quality to grow.
Their apartment was located in the city center. It was obviously not a suitable place for them to stay long-term. It had even made Abby’s illness worse.
“Miss Flossie, we can’t put this off any longer. Either I bring Abby back to Sun Island until I cure her illness, or we move to a place with a better environment. Otherwise, this will just happen again.”
Margaret said with a worried look.
“I know. We should have moved long ago.”
Flossie took a deep breath and said, “Abby can’t live without me, and I can’t live without Abby either, so I won’t leave her alone in a foreign land.
Besides, Sun Island is already…”
She did not finish her sentence.
From a legal perspective, Sun Island no longer belonged to her.
‘We don’t necessarily have to go back. There are two places in Beach City that can match Sun Island’s air quality. One is the old Ellsworth Residence, and the other is the Guajardo Villa. Whichever it is, we must move there as soon as possible.”
Margaret had looked into this matter.
The Ellsworth Residence and the Guajardo Villa were both located in areas that housed the wealthiest and most powerful people in Beach City. The air quality in those areas was naturally very good.
“But the area the Ellsworth Residence is in has been expropriated.
Apparently, a sewage treatment plant will be built there. Why would anyone waste such a good piece of land?”
Flossie’s eyes turned cold and sharp. She told Margaret, “Don’t worry, Margaret. I’ll handle it. I’ll take them all back – the Ellsworth Residence AND the Guajardo Villa!”
Early the next morning, Flossie picked up the necessary documents and met up with her assistant, Shelley Sandberg, at a subway station.
“Miss Ellsworth, I’m here!”
After Shelley walked out of the subway entrance, she pushed her black framed glasses up her nose, jogged over to Flossie’s car and climbed in.
“Miss Ellsworth, I’m so happy to see that you’re okay. You have no idea how worried we are for you. We’re afraid that you might have left us!”
Shelley looked at Flossie with sparkly eyes like she was looking at her idol as she spoke excitedly.