Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 138

Lila's expression shifted slightly. After some thought, she asked, "Are you helping me because you believe I have the ability or because I'm managing Jamie?"

Vince replied, "What's the difference?"

She answered calmly, "If you believe in my ability, I'd happily take on the role. But if you're offering me special treatment because of Jamie, then there's no need.

"Taking care of Jamie is just my responsibility. During this time, she has helped me more than once. If anyone should be thanking anyone, it should be me."

Vince stared at her for some time. Her features were delicate, and every line and curve was flawless. Her eyes were clear and lively, which added to her undeniable beauty.

Logically speaking, someone as refined and beautiful as her should have been pampered like a rose, sheltered and adored. Yet, Vince felt she was more like a wild rose, growing fiercely along a fence, vibrant and full of life. The kind that could bloom even in the coldest of winters, undeterred by the harshest of seasons.

He began to understand why his typically reserved younger sister would light up with enthusiasm when speaking about her. A gentle, kind, transparent, yet resilient person like her was worthy of admiration, even from him.

then Lila's gaze suddenly drifted

spring breeze, calming, tender, and it tugged at his heart. Suddenly, memories flooded his mind,

mother and sister had lived abroad

never suffered in life,

day and studying management at the company in the evenings.

to speak of, no faith to guide him. His life seemed fine on the outside, but only he knew

had expected the old mansion to be

there were rows of climbing roses. As they walked further, there

old-looking peach tree stood proudly, bearing fruit. There was a swing under the tree, and a girl in a white

in place. She was holding

many girls, but he had never encountered one as serene as this young lady. Her long eyelashes fluttered with each blink like a butterfly's wings. Yet, what he didn't notice was that the butterfly had landed on his chest, sending ripples

She haphazardly slipped on the shoes discarded beneath the swing, and