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.

Lyndon

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

of events. His sole intention was to present

heart ached, but he tried to said calmly, “You were unaware of her condition, so I don’t

Just leave. Do not disturb Rena any further. She has endured a great deal. Allow her to lead a peaceful life from

in

saying, “It’s just a minor

voiced her concern, saying, “That child is

Lyndon maintained his silence.

the confines of

Alexis in his arms. He kissed her gently and expressed his remorse, asking, “Does

hurts,” Alexis said with a grimace.

and blew softly on the

were

little one bears such a striking resemblance to you. She possesses the

emanated from Korbyn’s visage as he

responded with

However, her worries lingered.

family, I am unable to directly transfuse blood to her. This particular blood type is scarce in blood banks, so we must take utmost care of

explicitly

had to sacrifice more—probably even

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

her son and

three individuals remained 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

I can’t just whisk Rena off to the City Hall and register

“Mom sleeps with

Waylen was rendered speechless.

give my Lexi that death

head and said kindly to his granddaughter “I will

Alexis erupted in giggles.

planted a sweet kiss on

melted into

you take over the reins of the company

to. How about I take care of

could Waylen remain oblivious to Korbyn’s

and replied slowly, “I have my hands full with the Exceed Group. Adding the Fowler

chuckled. “You won’t be worn out to death.

to discern at a glance that Waylen and Rena were not a

merely deceiving

Humph!

regarded Waylen

side, Juliette savored her tea in the

nobility, yet there was always

refrained from addressing Juliette as Mrs.

addressed Juliette as “Mom” and graciously poured a cup of tea

you lately, but I feared intruding upon your lives. Rena… As a mother, it is only natural for me to hope that you can forgive Waylen. He did err in the

tenderly

could Rena resist

her head

his hand resting gently upon her shoulder and softly

Rena nodded in agreement.

interaction, but her mind was

made phone calls home,

afternoon, Alexis

arranged to meet Vera for afternoon tea. Waylen, on the other hand, needed to attend to company matters. He drove Rena to her appointment before heading to

car, he turned his head

and replied, “Are you referring to taking care

tenderly caressed his seat

that if Rena were to encounter Elvira today, it might resurrect unpleasant

to Rena, yet it seemed

plagued by

but he couldn’t discern if she would appreciate it

her eyes and uttered, “She’s incredibly

how could Rena

willing to do anything for

inquiries and proceeded to

Rena in high regard and held her

from the car alongside Rena, entered the establishment, and greeted Vera. Before departing, he affectionately tousled Vera’s

distanced himself, Vera smiled and

ordered an

took a sip and smiled “What

as before. In the past, it was challenging to establish

added, “It’s a _ positive development

Rena returned the smile.

test and if you find his love to be genuine, embrace it.

Rena blushed slightly.

response, she asked, “Am I with him solely for

cast a glance at her son and

nearly spat

She glanced at James.

was not as perceptive as Alexis and remained oblivious to

of discussing it with Vera when, in the

caught sight of

the coffee shop was a bustling milk tea

of the queue stood Cecilia, holding the hand of a two-year-old

increasingly restless, prompting

Rena observed them quietly.

after, her eyes welled up with

since childhood, now

longer adorned herself

she wore a simple white shirt

much thinner than before, with little trace

noticed Cecilia as well, exclaimed in astonishment, “Isn’t that Cecilia? When did

ready to rush over and bring Cecilia back

however, halted her,

similar circumstances

child. She feared her parents’ sorrow and disappointment, worried that

her voice, Rena whispered, “Vera,

the driver arrived

rushed over, pressing

her little hands, she wiped away Rena’s tears and cooed,

Vera remarked, “Alexis is so

softly, “Stay a little longer. I’m going to talk to Cecilia. And don’t mention this to Roscoe. I’m afraid Cecilia might panic and run

of the situation’s gravity, Vera nodded

good conversation with

Cecilia with Alexis by her

of milk tea and was about to leave with

turned her head slowly and saw Rena

lips