A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

With a cold expression, he retorted, “Why don’t you go and beseech the Evans family?”

The Evans family?

The thought of Mark caused Ann to pause.

Assisting Rena in sitting down, Waylen snapped, “You dare not approach the Evans family because you are well aware of the debt you owe Rena. Instead of causing a scene here, why don’t you reflect upon yourself?”

Ann reiterated, her voice trembling, “Lyndon saved Cecilia!”

Unable to remain silent any longer, Juliette interjected, “Indeed, Lyndon saved Cecilia! But do you know how she ended up in the water in the first place?”

The Coleman family fell into silence.

Elvira’s hands clenched tightly as she wondered if Cecilia had recollected the incident once more.

With a disgusted expression, Juliette proclaimed, “It was Elvira who pushed Cecilia into the water! Korbyn and I had suspicions back then but two years ago, we sought the aid of a hypnotist for Cecilia. The hypnotic regression unveiled the truth-Elvira was the one who pushed her!”

Naturally, Elvira vehemently denied the accusation.

Her gaze shifted towards Waylen as she asserted, “I didn’t do iti

Her words hung in the air unanswered.

Predictably, Ann sided with her family, willing to employ any means to coerce Rena into donating her marrow. The atmosphere grew tense and uneasy.

Waylen’s brows furrowed as he intervened, “Rena cannot donate her marrow to Lyndon under any circumstances!”

What?

Ann found it difficult to believe.

She regarded Rena suspiciously and sorrowfully uttered, “Are you just like your mother, harboring animosity towards Lyndon, hence unwilling to save him?”

Rena’s anger flared as she retorted, “My information has been registered with the bone marrow bank since I turned twenty! If I were a suitable match for Lyndon, I would have been notified.”

Ann crumpled to the floor Her gaze fixated blankly on Rena, a sense of bewilderment washing over her.

Rena was unable to save Lyndon. What could she do to rescue him?

Her eyes then shifted towards Alexis.

A glimmer of hope flickered in Ann’s eyes. “Alexis is also related to Lyndon by blood. She…”

Waylen’s temper flared.

He lashed out, delivering a swift kick. “How dare you!”

Ann remained sprawled on the floor, obstinate in her refusal to rise.

Korbyn felt powerless.

Once upon a time, he had believed Lyndon to be a gentleman. Now, it appeared that Lyndon couldn’t even manage his own family affairs, allowing them to spiral out of control.

Korbyn decided to intervene, his tone earnest. “If the bone marrow bank confirms that Rena is a suitable donor for Lyndon, we will not impede her selfless act of kindness towards a stranger. However, Rena will never participate in the donation process as his daughter. As for Alexis, she is just a child. How could you suggest such a thing?”

Ann refused to give in.

Dahlia interjected, her voice pleading, “Korbyn, we’ve known each other for so many years!”

Korbyn’s response was icy, “And what does that matter? I refuse to believe that neither you nor Lyndon were aware of Elvira’s actions, yet you concealed the truth from us and constantly demanded repayment!”

Due to their deceit, Waylen had nearly lost his wife and child.

They had endured numerous hardships over the past years.

Yet, the audacity of the Coleman family to brazenly demand recompense as if nothing had transpired left them astounded.

Korbyn summoned the butler and issued an order, “Henceforth, if any member of the Coleman family arrives, do not open the door.”

Lyndon chanced upon this piece of information as he made his way over.

Positioned by the entrance of the hall, he found himself in an exceedingly awkward predicament. His voice quivered slightly as he asked, “Korbyn, are you truly going to sever ties with me, a close friend?”

Gazing upon Lyndon’s ailing countenance, Korbyn was overcome with pity for his friend.

However, Korbyn held the position of authority within the family.

He served as Rena’s father-in-law and Alexis’ grandfather. It was imperative for the Fowler family to sever all connections with the Coleman family. Any other course of action would be unjust towards Rena and her daughter.

Korbyn steeled his heart and affirmed, “Yes. We are through.”

Lyndon grasped the doorknob, on the verge of collapsing.

He and Korbyn had been friends for numerous years. The realization that their relationship had disintegrated in such a manner was difficult for Lyndon to fathom. Was he truly a failure? Why was he consistently incapable of retaining the people around him?

When he inquired, Korbyn responded in a deep voice, “As a man, you must be resolute. Had you managed to rectify the misunderstanding with Reina in a timely manner, today’s circumstances would not have transpired. You love that woman, yet you sympathize with this woman. The problem is, you can’t have them both! You have made numerous mistakes. You yearn for Rena to acknowledge you as her father, yet you also desire her and Elvira to be good sisters. Lyndon… You are incredibly and foolishly greedy.”

Lyndon’s complexion grew pallid.

His gaze shifted towards Rena and Alexis, who stood beside Rena.

He had finally come face to face with Rena.

With only one heartfelt wish remaining before his demise, he posed a trembling question, “Rena, can you address me as ‘Dad’?”

Rena regarded him calmly.

She made no effort to sugarcoat her response. In a gentle tone, she declined, “Mr. Coleman, take care.”

Lyndon’s face grew even paler.

He forced a bitter smile and extracted a beautiful toy from his embrace, It was a glazed glass toy he had purchased, intended as a gift for Alexis. However, his trembling fingers caused it to slip from his grasp and shatter upon the floor.

The sharp fragments lacerated Alexis’ delicate calves.

Dark red blood began to ooze out slowly.

Waylen swiftly scooped up Alexis, using a tissue to apply pressure to her leg. He then whispered to Rena, “There’s a hemostatic agent in her schoolbag.”

Rena promptly retrieved one and handed it to Alexis to consume.

Blood continued to seep from Alexis’ leg. Overwhelmed by the sight of blood, she buried her head in Waylen’s arms, moaning in agony…

Waylen comforted Alexis in a soft, soothing voice.

Waylen’s patience with Lyndon was beginning

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

anticipated such a turn of events. His sole

tried to said calmly, “You were unaware of her condition, so I don’t hold

further. She has endured a great deal. Allow her to lead a

in

but voice her discontent, saying, “It’s just a minor cut. I can’t believe they’re making such a fuss about it.

her concern, saying, “That

Lyndon maintained his silence.

confines of the Fowler

his arms. He kissed her gently and expressed his remorse, asking,

Alexis said with a

Alexis’ leg and

spirits were

his granddaughter, Korbyn remarked to Rena, “This little one bears such a striking resemblance to you. She possesses the same personality as

from Korbyn’s visage as

with

However, her worries lingered.

hand and whispered, “Alexis has Rh-negative blood and a blood clotting disorder. As her immediate family, I am unable to directly transfuse blood to her. This particular blood type is scarce in

he didn’t explicitly state it,

between them who had to sacrifice more—probably even their career, to keep Alexis away

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

the weightiness of the conversation. She glanced at her son

remained in the

nestled in his arms, Korbyn looked at his son and inquired, “Waylen, I’m uncertain of your intentions. Aren’t you two going to give Alexis a complete

process, right? I can’t just whisk Rena off to the City Hall and register our marriage right now, can I? Besides, we live together now. It’s actually

“Mom sleeps

Waylen was rendered speechless.

glared at Waylen and reproached, “Hey! Don’t give my Lexi that death stare just because

his head and said kindly to his granddaughter “I will handle

Alexis erupted in giggles.

on Korbyn’s lap, she planted a sweet kiss

melted

earnestly, “Waylen, when can you take over the reins of

also has her own career to attend to.

remain oblivious

with the Exceed Group. Adding the Fowler Group to the mix… Dad,

“You won’t be worn out to death. I can see that

a glance that Waylen and Rena were

were merely

Humph!

regarded Waylen as a

side, Juliette savored her tea in the company

She retained her beauty and air of nobility, yet there was always a hint of sorrow in her countenance due to

from addressing Juliette

cup of tea for her. Rena’s countenance exuded

a mother, it is only natural for me to hope that you can forgive Waylen. He did err in the past. However, if your anger still

tenderly

could Rena

head and gazed

positioned himself beside Rena, his hand resting

Rena nodded in agreement.

harmonious interaction, but her mind

made phone calls home, she

Alexis remained

to attend to

car, he turned his head and inquired,

replied, “Are you

tenderly caressed his seat belt, opting to remain

feared that if Rena were to encounter

Rena, yet it seemed that she remained

been plagued by such apprehension

cherish her but he couldn’t discern

closed her eyes and uttered, “She’s incredibly

how could Rena

was willing to

ceased his inquiries and proceeded to drive

and held her friend

alongside Rena, entered the establishment, and greeted Vera. Before departing,

he distanced himself, Vera smiled and remarked, “He’s

an iced

of her coffee, she took a sip and

before. In the past, it was challenging to establish a connection with Waylen But now, he’s

gestured towards Rena and added, “It’s

Rena returned the smile.

Truthfully, he treats you well. You can put him to the test and if you find

Rena blushed slightly.

with him solely for

at her son and whispered, “I suppose he’s skilled in the

nearly spat out

She glanced at James.

not as perceptive as Alexis and remained oblivious

on the verge of discussing it with Vera when, in the next instant, she

sight of

was a bustling milk tea shop, with a long line extending

the queue stood Cecilia, holding the hand of a

boy grew increasingly restless, prompting Cecilia to pick

Rena observed them quietly.

after, her eyes welled up

childhood,

no longer adorned herself in

she wore a simple

before, with little trace of her former spoiled

Cecilia as well, exclaimed

nature, she was ready to rush over

however, halted her, stating

circumstances and understood Cecilia’s

must have chosen not to return home out of her immense love for her child. She feared her parents’ sorrow and disappointment, worried that they might force her to

voice, Rena whispered, “Vera, keep

the driver

Alexis rushed over, pressing herself

little hands, she wiped away Rena’s

of Alexis’ sweet gestures, Vera remarked, “Alexis is

to Cecilia. And don’t mention this to Roscoe. I’m afraid Cecilia might panic and

of the situation’s gravity, Vera nodded

good

with Alexis by her

milk tea and was about to leave with the boy in her arms. Rena called out

her head slowly and saw

lips betrayed