Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 235

Camille tugged at the shawl around her shoulders.

After a brief silence, she spoke, "Let him in. He might pass out at the door, and I'd rather not have to drag him inside."

She then sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Dorian to enter. She was curious to see what nonsense he could come up with at this point.

Taylor opened the door, and Dorian's body swayed slightly. He instinctively grabbed the railing to steady himself, narrowly avoiding a fall.

"Mr. Foster..." Dorian's voice was hoarse, sounding like a pen scraping against sandpaper. His lips were dry from dehydration.

Taylor sighed softly, figuring Dorian was here because of Lila; if only Dorian knew then what he knew now.

"Come in first. We can talk inside. Camille is waiting for you," he said.

Dorian nodded, taking slow steps forward, moving more awkwardly than an elderly person.

his gaze fell upon Camille's elegant and distant figure. She was wearing her silk gown as always, and her white hair only added to her graceful

bowed to the floor. His voice was choked full of emotion as he said.

to the once proud young man who had vowed never to regret his

you say you would never

me," he pleaded, lifting his tear-streaked face. "I'll listen to you. I don't want anything. I just want

Lila looking so perfect together with Kieran

her gaze carrying a hint of pity.

Foster. I regret it. I don't want anything anymore. I just want

her. Please, I beg you, help me!TM His words were heartfelt, and his tears were genuine. He bowed his head deeply, hitting the ground with a

to persuade Camille or perhaps even

your actions because you wronged Lila, making her leave in disappointment? Or is it because you saw her find a better man, and now jealousy is driving

and take her back?"

visibly stiffened before replying, "Mrs. Foster, I love Lila. I never thought of hurting her. Even when we broke up, it was just to scare her, to make her stay by

expect I was