All Chapters of Second Chance at Love: From Divorcee to the Billionaire's Bride: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Under the dim neon lights, Luke stood tall and composed, one hand in his pocket, showing no signs of irritation despite the damage to his car. Although the Bentley Continental was primarily at fault for the rear-end collision, I felt no sympathy for Mandy. In fact, I wished the collision had been more severe to cause her more harm."We'll see what the traffic police have to say about fault!" Mandy snapped, covering her forehead and seething with anger. "I know you're panicking inside. Telling me this is just to comfort yourself!"If Mandy was familiar with high society, she should have recognized Luke. Did she really think Mulligan's power could overshadow JL Capital?I later found out that during the crash, Mandy's eyes were bruised and she couldn't see Luke clearly at all."Ma'am, the other car is a Bentley Continental," her driver whispered, trying to calm her down as she continued to curse."So what if it's a Bentley? I have one parked in my villa's garage too!" Mandy retorted

"Here," Luke said, handing me the wallet.He probably didn't want to owe me anything. I opened the wallet, took out some cash, and handed it back. "Can you tell me about Goofy's condition?""Marianne said he's lost his appetite and has loose stools. Goofy is timid. When Marianne tried to take him to the vet, he hid under the bed. She tried everything, but couldn't coax him out. She said it's not serious and suggested I buy some medicine to mix with his food.""Goofy is quite different from other Huskies."While most Huskies were destructive, Luke's was as timid as a mouse. That terrified little look on his face was unforgettable."He's just a bit shy. He'll grow out of it. Given enough time, he'll return to his true nature.""When he does, you might miss his current personality." Raising a Husky required extreme patience, or you'd be fuming every other day."No matter how he changes, as long as it's him, I'll be fine with it."How lucky to be Luke's pet dog!If he said somethi

When I mentioned this to Wendy later, she was amazed. She said that now women in Johnsonville would envy Luke's dog even more.Goofy needed IV treatments for the next few days. Since it was late, Luke and I left Goofy in the hospital after leaving our contact information.The streets were nearly empty past midnight. Exhausted and sleepy, I called a car on my phone. As soon as I got in, I leaned against the back seat and quickly fell asleep.When I woke up, I was lying on the back seat, covered with Luke's black suit jacket. Still a bit groggy from sleep, I touched the jacket and noticed its high-quality and faint smell of tobacco.I remembered going with Luke to take Goofy to the vet and calling a car for the return trip, but everything else was a blur.Not sure how long I had been asleep, I slowly sat up. Outside, the sky was beginning to lighten. Luke was leaning against the car, so I knocked on the window to get his attention."Where are we now?" I asked, opening the door and

Since Annie came to Johnsonville, she forbade me from going to the nursing home. She believed it was more important for me to stay home and take care of her than to take care of the residents at the nursing home. At that time, I tolerated her demands to keep Max from being caught in the middle. Looking back now, I realize how foolish I was."That's great! Anytime works for me, Jen," Patty eagerly replied."Let's meet at the nursing home at two," I confirmed.After ending the call, I spent a couple of hours reading before heading out to buy gifts.At exactly two o'clock, I arrived at the nursing home. The taxi driver kindly helped me unload the gifts from the trunk."Jen, why did you buy so many things?" Patty asked, her face beaming with joy as she greeted me. She had arrived a bit earlier."I haven't seen them in a while. This is just a small token of my appreciation.""You may not have seen them in a while, but you still send money every month. You're not related to them, yet

"Jen, I grew up in a foster home and joined Mulligan after graduation. I thought that if I worked hard, my life would improve. But after three years, I'm still just a design assistant, doing menial tasks. My designs always end up in the trash," Patty said, her expression pained."Whenever something goes wrong, I'm the scapegoat. I'm always the one working overtime, but never on the list for a raise. I'm tired of this job.""Patty, you told me about your work situation before, and I had Wendy find you a new job, but you turned it down, saying you didn't want to adapt to a new environment."I remembered Wendy had found her a position as a designer at Origin Real Estate. Although Origin was smaller than Mulligan at the time, its founder was the son of a well-known wealthy entrepreneur in Johnsonville. There were many rumors about Origin; some said the founder wasn't serious and wouldn't last long, while others believed the company had strong backing. Wendy, knowing the founder well, be