Filed To Story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
“How… do you want me to make you feel better?”
Flossie asked earnestly, her back pressed tightly against the seat, her eyes innocent and clear.
Honestly, she didn’t know how to feel.
She should have felt elated and vindicated to see the man in this predicament.
Yet, seeing how sad he was, she felt a little bad.
“The best way to forget someone is with time and a new love. I have plenty of time. But a new love…”
Halston stared at her intensely. He lifted her chin slightly with his long finger and said in a low voice, “Everyone said that you’re a better version of Cecilia Smith. How about you become her substitute for a few minutes and give me a comforting kiss?”
He closed his eyes. His pronounced facial features were perfect, as if they were sculpted. His thin lips slowly moved closer to Flossie.
No woman could refuse such a handsome face.
The old Flossie would have fallen for it too…
But now, her mind was crystal clear. Her fists tightened.
You want me to be a substitute?!
In your dreams!
Flossie gathered her strength, preparing to drop him to the floor.
Suddenly, her keen ears detected an unusual sound in the quiet car.
“Don’t move!”
Halston opened his eyes. It was obvious from the look in his eyes that he wanted more. “You’re resisting me?”
“Stop it!”
‘s something wrong with your car!”
San instantly became alert. His face became serious again.
“Can’t you hear that? Something’s beeping…”
Halston frowned. He held his breath and listened attentively.
Sure enough, there was a beeping sound coming from the bottom of the driver’s seat.
Flossie swallowed hard. She found it hard to breathe. “If I’m guessing correctly, there’s a ticking time bomb in your car!”
“What did you say?”
Halston’s face stiffened.
He was losing his composure.
He wanted to get up to check, but Flossie pushed him back down. “Do you want to die? I told you not to move!”
Halston, who was used to being in control, was being ordered around by a young woman for the first time in his life.
But, surprisingly… he didn’t dislike it.
He cleared his throat and remained in his seat as she told him too, then asked, “Okay. What do we do now?”
“What else? We’re gonna dismantle the bomb!”
First, Flossie took a deep breath to calm herself. Then, relying on her past experience, she carefully slid over to the driver’s seat and bent down to inspect the situation.
It was supposed to be a dangerous and tense moment, but Halston was a bit distracted.
That’s because her posture at the moment was way too distracting.
Her beautiful hair dropped down like a waterfall, giving off a soft fragrance. Her petite body moved like a nimble doe…
Halston’s mouth felt inexplicably dry. He gulped and quickly turned away to look out of the window.
Flossie did not notice Halston’s unusual behavior. She was too busy inspecting the bottom of the seat.
There was indeed a time bomb under the driver’s seat. It was the size of a fist with a timer
There was still two minutes before the countdown reached zero.
There were only three wires – red, yellow and blue. To her, this bomb might as well be a toy. She could already deal with something like this back when she was a kid.
“What’s the situation?”
Halston asked in a serious voice.
“We have two minutes left. Hand me a pair of scissors.”
Flossie lay there calmly and stretched her hand out towards him.
Halston always kept tools like scissors and knives in his car. He rummaged around for a pair of scissors and placed them in Flossie’s hand.
He wanted to see if the young woman could actually dismantle a bomb.
Flossie took the pair of scissors. She carefully checked the bomb’s wiring in an extremely difficult pose.
She must find out which wire to cut in the shortest time possible.
“Beep, beep, beep…”
Seconds passed. Halston’s face was grim. He was finally starting to feel afraid.
It’s not like he was afraid of death; he was just afraid that Flossie might get hurt.
Seeing that two minutes had already passed but Flossie was still crouching down, Halston asked with clenched fists, “Have you dismantled it?”
“I’ve done it like a minute ago.”
Flossie’s voice was calm.
Halston finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he immediately asked, “Wait, a minute ago? Why didn’t you say anything?!”
Flossie tried to hold back laughter as she explained, “I was afraid something might go wrong still!”
Hahaha, in truth, she just wanted to play a prank on him.
Because it was the first time she ever saw the normally arrogant and proud Master Guajardo looking scared. Unfortunately, she was in an awkward posture, or she would have snapped a picture!
Halston, being as sharp as he was, immediately caught Flossie holding back laughter and instantly understood what happened. “How dare you! You’re gonna pay for this!”
ried to flick Flossie’s head with his long finger.
Flossie ducked back and mocked him, “You need better social skills. Why do so many people want to kill you?…”
“So, I saved you once again. Is this how you repay someone who saved your life?”
As they bickered playfully, an ambiguous emotion filled the air.
Both of them realized at the same time that they had crossed a certain line.
Halston cleared his throat and changed the subject. “You can actually dismantle bombs?”
“Of course. Don’t you know who my grandfather is? When girls my age were still playing with dolls, my grandpa had taught me to disassemble guns and introduced me to all kinds of weapons!”
Flossie spoke of her grandfather with pride and nostalgia.
“I see.”
Halston found it hard to believe at first, but when he recalled that she was the granddaughter of the famous General Ellsworth, he thought it made sense.
The top student of a famous school, an expert gamer, and a bomb dismantler. What other things had he yet to discover about this woman?
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