Billionaire’s Second Chance Sweetheart

She knelt down, clutching her aching chest and sobbing like a child.

The sky was gloomy.

A torrential rain began to pour, enveloping the city. Despite the curiosity of passersby, she had to leave quickly to avoid the rain…

Ava rushed to the hospital after taking Omi’s call. When she arrived, she heard Tianra screaming.

“You saved me? I can not live like this!”

“I will die if I have to live like a monster.” Please, Daddy and Grandma, let me die!

“I do not want to see you. I do not want to see you all!”

How beautiful and confident she was on stage…

But now she had to lose her arms.

Ava stood at the door and heard the sobbing. After a while, the doctor’s sedative had stopped the wailing, but everyone’s mood was somber.

“Sis, you’re very chilly,” Omi murmured, clasping her hand.

“I am going to look for that guy!” raged Omi, suddenly straightening up.

Omi!

Ava rushed, fearing Omi might be up to mischief. He had to pass the college entrance test this year.

” Let me look for him, I have dealt with him before. He may be the only one who can inspire her to live right now.”

She had never realized how much she loved him…

As if she were that stupid.

Ava Lins had been preparing in her mind to meet Jeorge Milton.

She had to put up with his arrogance and cockiness. She had come to convince him.

She knew this kind of love was ridiculous, but she hoped it would last.

As long as he encouraged her and explained that it was just a misunderstanding between them, she would get out of the valley of anguish.

She rang the doorbell and knocked on the suite door. No sound came from inside.

She knocked again. “Milton?”

“Is Mr. Milton in?”

She went to knock with her hand, but the door opened and froze her hand.

He found her leaning against the door. His dark eyes were almost imperceptibly surprised. “You are looking for me?” he asked slowly.

“Are you waiting, or do you want me to punish you?

“Mr. Milton, can we talk?” Ava Lins clenched her fist.

He laughed softly and raised his heavy brows.

“Are you are begging me to fuck you today?”

“Disgusting beast!” Ava smiled, but in her heart she wanted to scream.

He seemed to be able to read her mind.

“Are you condemning me in your heart?” he said softly.

Then she wondered how he could see through her.

“Tell me, why are you looking for me?” said Jeorge Milton.

But he turned and went back to his room. He lit a cigarette and smoked. Ava followed him and saw only a naked woman under the covers on his bed…

His look was as if he wanted to examine her under a microscope.

His gaze irritated Ava. “Mr. Milton?” she asked darkly.

“It’s not impossible, but what can I get if I help you?” he said slowly, stubbing out his cigarette.

She stared at him in confusion.

Then he answered the woman on the bed, “You just ruined my interest, why do not you replace her? Let me fuck you once and I’ll help you?”

Ava Lins was taken aback.

“It seems I was wrong, I should not have gone to a beast like you!” she muttered between her teeth.

Then she turned and walked away.

He slammed the door with a dull thud. His eyes were downcast and his lips curved into a mocking bow.

Scum!

Ava Lins wished she could curse aloud on this busy street!

She sucked in her breath and her lungs burst with rage.

She had read in the press about the foul behavior of some rich people. She never expected such a thing to happen to her!

A torrential rain began to pour, enveloping the city. Despite the curiosity of passersby, she had to leave quickly to avoid the rain…

The bean-sized rain drenched Ava Lins’ entire body.

The rain could not even hide her heart-wrenching sobs.

Jeorge Milton, sitting in a black car nearby, smoked a cigarette and took a deep breath.

He leaned back on the cushion, his eyes half-covered. He watched her as if he were watching a play.

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He had smoked a few cigarettes, but she was still crying?

Why would she cry?

Why was he so impatient?

Ava Lins sat down on the floor and sobbed. Suddenly her arm was jerked up.

She tilted her head and gave him a sidelong glance.

He had the same steely eyes and the same size as Goden Bran, but he was not Goden Bran.

Where was Goden Bran at this point?

Her eyes welled up with tears.

Her hair was damp and stuck to her face, and she looked ghostly. She did not care if he saw her.

He was not Goden Bran.

Jeorge Milton did not ask where he was going when he pulled her into the car. They remained silent the whole time.

He led her to the bathroom, handed her some feminine clothes, and told her to “change!”

Then she responded and entered the restroom.

As Jeorge Milton looked at the restroom door, he thought about his actions.

Ava had cried enough and was clutching her phone.

Tianra took advantage of everyone’s absence and committed suicide by bumping against the bedhead..

“Ava Lins, do you want to do this?” she asked herself after changing her clothes and taking a look in the mirror.

“How are we going to face Goden?”

She smirked. He was going to divorce her anyway

So why not use him as a savior?

She smirked, thinking the gods were pulling her leg.

He was not outside when she left. She looked, but could not find him.

She knocked tentatively on the door of his study. Then she heard him. “Come in.”

He was standing outside the French window, his hands in his pockets, his back to her.

She stood behind him.

“Do you remember what you said this morning?” she asked boldly.

He stared at her.

“Can I help you now?”

Her voice trembled as she swallowed uneasily. Her dark red lips widened and closed, making her look attractive.

This woman was stunningly beautiful.

“Have you thought this through?” he said, his eyes narrowing.

“Take off your clothes,” he urged softly and saw her nod.

Ava Lins took a deep breath and shakily unbuttoned her shirt. The first time she undressed in front of a stranger scared her and made her feel uncomfortable.

He had just unbuttoned two buttons when he grabbed her. His breath seemed to caress her face as he approached her. “I’ll do it,” he said, his lips puckered and his grin nasty.

His smooth, long fingers undid her buttons and her heart tightened.

Was she just going to surrender?

This was not Goden Bran…

Not the man she desired and dedicated her life to.

She could not look at him. Fearing remorse, she simply closed her eyes.

When she closed her eyes, she felt stronger. His hands seemed to penetrate her flesh and tear her heart apart when he touched her.

Jeorge Milton felt her fear and trembling, but he could not stop.

His wife hand slide over between her legs while she was trembling all over.

He chuckled and gently stroked her hair behind her ears.

She looked up despite the sorrow in her heart. “Hurry up if you want it!”

She calmed herself at the thought that she would be defeated by a beast if he made it fast.

“Why are you in such a hurry?”

He leaned close to her ear and grinned. “As you wish.”

When he finished speaking, he bent down to lift her up. She clung to his neck in horror, afraid she might fall off. As she met his piercing gaze, she sensed that he was heading eagerly toward the chamber. Her heart felt as if it would leap out of her chest.

Without waiting for the bed, Jeorge Milton could wait no longer. He felt that he had never desired a woman so much in his life.

He set her down, wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her.

He pulled her to the bed and tore at her clothes feverishly with his massive hands, forcing her onto the huge bed behind him. His legs were on her legs

He shove his tongue into her mouth, devouring her lips, she felt an agonizing flash of pain.

He was quite fond of kissing her lips, appreciating her sensitivity .

The kiss slid lower, sliding down her neck, lingering on her collarbone…

His hand slid over her body like an electric wire. This was new to her.

He nibbles her skin, trails over to her breast.

Her body responded as it should, but her heart felt as if it had been frozen.

His fingers slid down to her waist before it went down to her barely covered ass,

She moaned when he bit on her sensitive spot,

He groped her ass,…

He twisted his hips as he plunged into her and growled, his tongue traced outline of her ear.

The setting sun hurt her eyes as she opened them slightly. As she watched the strange guy move his hands and legs around her, her eyesight began to blur…

She could not help but remember what had happened this morning.

Ava Lins lay there like a corpse. He kissed her, but she did not answer.

Her clothes were off and her messy hair was all over the bed. She tried to ignore the pain by closing her eyes, but she could not…

Jeorge Milton felt her trembling.

And this trembling was strange.

When he lifted his eyes, he saw that tears were running down her cheeks.

Her beautiful eyelashes trembled when she closed her eyes.