A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Holding gifts in one hand, he grinned. Mr. Waston, hearing about your injury, I thought Id drop in to see how youre doing.

After placing his gifts down, he gently nudged Yvonne, suggesting, Say hello to Mr. Waston; hes the one assisting with getting you into that nice school.

Yvonne, now older, wasnt shy around new people.

Out of respect for Melissa, Albert treated Shawn and his family kindly, although, the disruption to his private time with Jessie irked him somewhat.

Nonetheless, he smiled and responded, Its nothing serious.

Shawn countered, Melissa told my mom about your serious injury. My mom was so worried she cried rivers. With her age, she tends to worry a lot about others. She hasnt stopped praying for your well-being.

Albert found it hard to crack a smile anymore.

Shawn perched on the beds edge, seemingly trying to get closer to Albert. After a moment, Jessie intervened, Shawn, he just got a dozen stitches hours ago.

Shawn looked embarrassed. I wasnt aware.

He went on. Mr. Waston, please take care of yourself and dont overdo it While men might like to roam, with your wealth, you should really watch your health.

His tone was teasing, and Yvonne smiled at his remark.

Albert found him a bit annoying, but luckily Shawn didnt stay long.

After he left, Jessie closed the door and was about to talk to Albert, only to find him asleep by the time she got back to the bed.

She was taken aback.

She recalled Albert never seemed to run out of energy.

Be itin business dealings or more personal moments, he always had boundless energy.

It was her first time witnessing him in such a state.

She quietly observed him sleeping, moving closer to tenderly tuck him under a blanket. Albert weakly caught her hand, his voice raspy as he whispered her name, Jessie.

Albert was asleep for the next 36 hours, leaving Jessie worried he might not wake up again. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Following the check-up, the doctor reassured her, Mr. Waston is just extremely tired! Hell wake up on his own once hes had enough rest.

Comforted by the doctors assurance, Jessie finally felt at ease.

Early next day, Elsie came over with Jeslyn, who was much improved and had returned home.

As she made breakfast, Elsie inquired, Is Mr. Waston still sleeping?

Jessie nodded in confirmation.