A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 3660

Their shared birthdays were few, their partings many.

Yet, he held onto the tradition of acknowledging her day, regardless of their estrangement.

Dawn barely broke when Alexis rose, a day of appointments ahead, starting with a visit to her doctor.

On her way out, her eyes brushed over the abandoned gifts.

She paused, and then tasked the receptionist with their return to Leonel, scribbling down his number.

As the receptionist gathered the items, she mused silently on their cost.

Such extravagance seemed an unnecessary extravagance.

As Alexis settled into the car, she dialed her father.

“Dad, I’m off for a prenatal check-up,” she announced into the phone.

Waylen’s surprise at her solo departure was palpable even through the phone.

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Her assistant was her usual companion, easing the burden of the day.

The check-up went smoothly, and the doctor, a friendly face to the Fowlers, presented Alexis with an ultrasound image.

The vibrant hues painted a picture of health.

“She’s beautiful,” the doctor beamed, relief washing over her.

She had harbored fears that Alexis might struggle with her feelings towards the baby, fears now unfounded.

Alexis absorbed the image of her daughter, a quiet joy blooming as she watched.

Her assistant glanced over, seeing a resemblance unsaid, holding her tongue.

Exiting the room, Alexis froze.

Leonel was there, a presence unshaken from the night before, clutching a large bag that, in all likelihood, contained the 32 returned gifts.

In the quiet corridor, Alexis’ voice was a murmur.

“I don’t want these.

”

Leonel’s gaze lingered on her before shifting to the papers in the assistant’s grip.

In a whisper, he inquired, “Is this visit for the prenatal checkup?”

A nod from Alexis was all the confirmation he needed.

“May I see the ultrasound image?”

Her assistant’s eyes sought direction.

With a flicker of indifference, Alexis commanded, “Go ahead, show him.

” She then moved toward the elevator, her steps firm, leaving no room for doubt about her stance.

Leonel reached out, his touch a soft plea.

“Alexis, we need to talk.

”

She glanced down at where his hand met hers.

After a hush, her voice rose, barely above a breath.

“What more do you want, Leonel?” Her question hung in the air, a pause heavy with the weight of past and present.

“Leonel, after all that has transpired, reuniting would be folly.

Our history is rich, not just with love, but with moments worth remembering.

Yet, letting go is best for both of us.

”