A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

As the sound of her footsteps faded, Dylan lowered his head and covered his face with both hands.

He stayed in the apartment for the whole night.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Lying on the bed where he and Olivia had once slept together, he could still detect her scent on the pillow.

In that hazy state between wakefulness and sleep, Dylan reached out for Olivia in the darkness of night, only to find an empty space beside him.

Olivia was no longer here.

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With wide eyes, Dylan sat up on the bed.

He remained there, staring blankly, waiting for the dawn to break.

But he didn’t know that there had once been another person who sat on the bed, her chin resting on her knees, gazing out of the window, also waiting for dawn and his return.

On Monday, Olivia arrived at the company early.

When she arrived, her assistant had already been there for a while.

Observing the strained relationship between Dylan and Olivia, the assistant couldn’t help but feel sympathy.

She understood the challenges Olivia had endured over the past two years.

She intended to offer words of persuasion to Olivia.

However, Olivia preemptively removed a photo frame from the bookshelf and stated flatly, “Save it.

Dylan and I have signed the divorce agreement.

The court will issue the divorce decree very soon.

By the way, did you see Nigel?”

At the mention of Olivia’s lawyer, the assistant handed Olivia a file bag.

“Mr.

Foster delivered this earlier,” the assistant informed.

Turning her gaze towards the envelope, Olivia stared at it for a moment before managing a faint smile.

“Well, that was quicker than I anticipated.

Just leave it on the desk, and I’d like to be alone for a while,” she requested.

The assistant nodded and walked out of the room quietly.

As she closed the door, she encountered Dylan.

Dylan, dressed in a casual suit, leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, lost in thought.

Momentarily taken aback, the assistant regained her composure and greeted him, “Mr.

Wright, it’s good to see you again!”

Dylan, seemingly lost in a daze, lifted his gaze.

Glancing at the office, the assistant hesitated before speaking.

“Mr.

Foster just sent the divorce decree.

Miss Evans mentioned she wanted to be alone for a while.

Should I inform her of your presence, Mr.

Wright?”

Dylan shook his head slightly.

After a brief moment of contemplation, the assistant retreated in silence.

In the office, Olivia paused her work and approached the desk cautiously.

She opened the envelope and withdrew the divorce decree.

After looking at the documents for a prolonged moment, she eventually returned them to the envelope.