Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
Wearing a cold face, she kept quiet and was about to close the door when…
“Let’s have a chat.”
He looked up and suggested with a hoarse voice.
“We have nothing more to talk about.”
“If you thought so, you won’t open the door at this hour.”
Flossie was struck speechless.
For a moment, she found it hard to give a reply.
‘Yeah, I tossed and turned in bed because there are too many things in my heart. I couldn’t fall asleep. If I don’t sort these things out, I’ll be restless for a very long time.”
“Fine. Let’s talk.”
After agreeing, they took the elevator to the rooftop.
The rooftop had a great atmosphere. It was a cafe with an outdoor dome, where one could see the brightest stars.
Flossie casually sat down and looked up at the twinkling stars. She did not speak for a long time.
Halston stayed with her and did the same, looking up at the twinkling stars. Similarly, he kept quiet for a long time too.
That feeling was very strange. They were not the closest people, yet they seemed like lovers that had reunited after a long stint of separation. They could feel each other’s rhythms. Even if they didn’t speak a single word, they could feel each other in their hearts. Their minds were at ease.
Halston liked that kind of feeling very much.
Technically speaking, he loved the feeling of being with her.
“Don’t you want to speak to me? Why aren’t you saying anything?”
After a long while, Flossie averted her gaze from the starry sky and happened to see his passionate eyes.
Halston felt quite awkward since she caught him stealing glances at her. He cleared his throat unnaturally, “Err… You… Are you Flossie?”
He asked the obvious, which was quite low-level.
“If not? Whom should I be?”
Flossie raised her brows slightly.
She found him slightly different from the past. He should be Mr. Iceberg, but he was just being rather silly at the moment.
“Do you know how mad I was at you during this period? I told myself that I’ll scold the hell out of you if I saw you again one day.”
“Do you want to scold me?”
“Are you very surprised? Shouldn’t I scold you?”
Halston then recalled the past. He unconsciously clenched his fists. “What I hate the most is people who fail to keep their word. You promised to let me see you immediately after my eyes were cured. But you… went missing without leaving me a message. You’re so cruel and heartless. Of course, you should be given a hard scolding.”
“It was indeed my fault. I’ll apologize to you now. It’s not too late to scold me now.”
Flossie lowered her eyes and humbly admitted to her mistake.
It seemed like she was destined to be scolded today, either by Jovan or Halston. Well, she was mentally prepared.
“I can’t do that now.”
Halston confessed honestly, “What I can think of now is how nice you were to me. Of course, I want to thank you. How can I bear to scold you?”
“No, I don’t think so. The way I treated you was… so-so.”
Flossie became slightly dumbfounded.
The drastic change in his attitude filled her with trepidation.
“Is that so? But you stayed close to me to take care of me. You even risked your life to save me. And I know that you used your blood as a kind of ingredient for my medicine. Is that what you called so-so?”
Halston’s gaze was simple, straightforward, and overbearing, coercing her little by little. “I don’t have anything else to say, but I’m very curious. Why did you treat me in such a special manner?”
Flossie inevitably became nervous under his powerful and intense gaze. With a tinge of anticipation, she tried to sound him out and said, “Why do you think I treat you in a so-so manner?”
She did not know if he had regained his memories or purposely playing dumb here.
If that was true, his acting skills could have won him an Oscar. How perfect and exceptional!
“The only reason why a woman is willing to sacrifice unconditionally for a man is because she loves him too much. So, can I guess that you treat me in a special manner because you love him very much?”
Instead of beating around the bush, Halston raised the question that had been troubling him for nearly half a year.
It was because the experience he had at Greenwood Sanatorium was indeed very unique. Even if he was slow, he could feel how deeply Flossie cared about him.
Holding that kind of doubt, he returned to the sanatorium again afterward. It was also at that time he learned that she used her blood as an ingredient for his medicine. He became aware of her deep love for him.
However, he could not figure out the reason why she left without saying anything since she cared so much about him.
“Do I love you too much?”
Flossie shook her head and teased, “Is there a possibility that I am the modern Florence Nightingale? I like to help people. What’s more, I don’t want to make it public even if I do anything good. It’s simply because I’m a good person, huh?”
“Don’t be all smiles here. There are many ways to be nice to people. What other reason could it be if you risk your life for someone else if it isn’t under the name of love?”
“Ha! Ha! Ha! Mr. Guajardo, do you feel very lonely? Is that why you make a fuss and claim that others love you? Have you ever thought of another possibility? If a woman sacrifices unconditionally for a man, perhaps it’s because she’s trying to atone for her sins.”
At first, Flossie attempted to avoid his gaze, but now, her eyes turned fierce.
If he had to get to the bottom of it, she could only show him the disgusting past. She would make him see how wicked humans were and how cruel the reality was.
Halston’s gaze changed a bit before he asked coldly, “Which of your sins do you want to atone for?”
“Don’t you remember how you turned blind? How did you fall and hurt all over that you needed brain surgery?”
“I…”
Halston frowned deeply. Various scenes emerged in his mind and flashed by quickly, but he could not make up a complete picture. Quietly, he said, “I heard from my mother that I turned blind because I was plotted against by my enemies. I did lose a part of my memory. Could it be that this part of memory is related to you?”
He hugged his head with both hands and tried his best to recall something. But there seemed to be a thin thread in his brain, tying down that part of memory that he had lost. Whenever he tried to recall it, intense pain would shock his brain.
“Don’t force yourself if you can’t recall. That’s not a beautiful memory, and I’m not a good person. Groundless hatred doesn’t exist, let alone groundless love.”
Flossie’s comment carried an air of unmistakable haughtiness.