Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
“It’s fine, I feel better after listening to them.
It’s more effective than any medicine.” Abby walked to Quinton and held his hand, asking gently, “Uncle, have you ever been in love?” “Ahem!” Flossie quickly stopped Abby.
“Abby, don’t be rude.
He’s your uncle.” ‘Of all the things she could ask him, why that?!” Abby was baffled.
“I’m sure he has a lot of girlfriends since he’s so good.” “No, that’s not it.” Adie chimed in, “I don’t think he’s ever dated anyone before.” Flossie held her head and groaned.
‘Do these kids realize the dangers of asking the infamous Night Demon that? Nobody else would dare to!’ However, Quinton was surprisingly calm.
He smiled and said, ” Adie, why would you say that I’ve never dated anyone?” “It’s because you’re very picky and want only the best.
Those women don’t deserve you, and that’s why you’ve always been single!” Adie declared as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
“Hmm, that makes sense.” Quinton nodded.
Abby became more curious and asked, “Uncle, have you ever dated anyone?” “1…” Quinton unconsciously clenched his fists when he recalled that person.
In the past, he would have lost his temper when thinking about it, but now…
it didn’t seem to affect him as much.
“I don’t have a girlfriend but…
there’s a woman I can’t forget,” Quinton replied honestly.
It was difficult for the children to understand the significance of an unforgettable woman to a man.
Flossie was the only one who knew who Quinton was referring to.
” Quinton, you…” Flossie looked at Quinton hesitantly.
“Hey, it’s a happy day.
Let’s not think about unhappy things…” Margaret said quickly when she noticed the tense atmosphere.
” Mr. Ellsworth, I’m sure you’ll be blessed after surviving this disaster.
If you do have someone you can’t forget, you should try your best to be with her.
If you can’t, you can get to know other women; I’m sure many women will fancy you.” “That’s wishful thinking,” Quinton replied calmly, looking distant and melancholic.
“Margaret, please take the kids out for a walk.
I need to speak to Quinton alone,” Flossie said to Margaret finally.
“Okay.” Margaret nodded and patted Flossie’s shoulders, whispering, “Miss Flossie, I think Mr.
Ellsworth has changed a lot after the coma.
Please comfort him.” “Understood.
Don’t worry about it.” Flossie nodded and watched Margaret leave the ward with the two children.
Flossie had noticed that Quinton had changed a lot after waking up from his coma.
He used to be arrogant and condescending, but now, he was pessimistic and inferior.
Flossie had asked the doctor about it, but the doctor just told her that it was normal because patients who recovered from chronic diseases would face changes in their hormones.
What they needed was good rest and encouragement from their families.
“Quinton, you must be hungry.
Let me cut some fruits for you.” Flossie pulled a chair over and used a knife to peel an apple for Quinton.
“You’re so nice to me,” Quinton whispered as he stared at her.
“Huh?” Flossie blinked at him, speechless.
“Quinton, I’m your sister —of course, I’ll be nice to you.” “Yeah, no one else is nice to me except you.” Quinton’s face sank as he added softly, “It’s nice to have a sister.” “Quinton, is everything okay? You’ve changed a lot after the surgery.
Is there anything troubling you?” Flossie asked carefully.
She felt that his depression had more to do with his mental issues than his hormones.
“Maybe,” Quinton answered sullenly.
“I saw a lot of things on the verge of death, including someone I thought I would never meet again…
Maybe that’s why I’m feeling down.”
“The person you would never meet again…” Clenching her fists, Flossie yearned to ask Quinton if it was Joanne, but didn’t, knowing it was a sensitive topic.
“Let’s talk about you instead, shall we?” Quinton said suddenly and flashed a smile at Flossie.
“I heard that the neurosurgeon operated on me because of Halston.
Do you owe him a favor now, or is it me?” While peeling the apple, Flossie’s hand shook, and she cut her finger.
It started bleeding.
Quinton’s eyes grew wide, and he said anxiously, ”Flossie, are you alright? Let me have a look.” He tried to get out of bed, but Flossie held him down.
She sighed and casually wrapped her finger with tissue.
“It’s no big deal.
I’m not that delicate.” After that, she continued peeling the apple and cut it into small pieces.
She picked up a piece with a toothpick and handed it to Quinton.
“Eat this.” Quinton obeyed her and bit into the apple.
After that, he said, ” Don’t avoid the subject.
How should we return Halston’s favor?” “It’s unnecessary.” Flossie gritted her teeth, her eyes cold.
“It’s what he should do.
After all the things he’s done, it’s already generous of you to keep him alive.” “You can’t say that.”‘ Quinton’s expression was complicated, and he sighed deeply.
“I’ve been fighting him for so many years, and there’s always so much damage done after.