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 to

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

such a turn of events. His sole intention was to present Alexis

calmly, “You were unaware of her condition,

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

departed in a dazed

the doorway, Ann couldn’t help but voice her discontent, saying, “It’s just a minor cut. I can’t believe they’re

voiced her concern, saying, “That child

Lyndon maintained his silence.

of

Korbyn cradled Alexis in his arms. He kissed her gently and expressed his

with a

Alexis’ leg and blew

spirits were finally

remarked to Rena, “This little one bears such a striking resemblance

from Korbyn’s visage as he made

responded with a

However, her worries lingered.

am unable to directly transfuse blood

explicitly

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

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

weightiness of the conversation. She glanced at her son and invited

remained in the

I’m

“Dad, there needs to be a 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.

whispered, “Mom sleeps with

Waylen was rendered speechless.

“Hey! Don’t give my

said kindly to his granddaughter “I will handle them for

Alexis erupted in giggles.

Korbyn’s lap, she planted a sweet kiss on

melted

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

has her own career to attend to. How about I take

Waylen remain oblivious to Korbyn’s

of tea and replied slowly, “I have my hands full with

to death. I can see that you’re brimming with

discern at a glance that Waylen and

merely deceiving

Humph!

Waylen

Juliette savored her tea in the company

was always a hint of sorrow in her countenance due

refrained from addressing Juliette as Mrs.

tea for her. Rena’s countenance exuded warmth as she modestly lowered her

hope that you can forgive Waylen. He did err in the past. However, if your anger still lingers, I implore you to teach him

then tenderly clasped Rena’s

Rena resist such

her head and

resting gently upon her shoulder and softly remarked, “It’s

Rena nodded in agreement.

interaction, but her mind

Cecilia occasionally made phone calls home, she never returned

Alexis remained at

Waylen, on the other hand, needed to attend to company matters. He drove Rena to her appointment before heading

in the car, he turned his

and replied, “Are you

seat

were to encounter Elvira today,

to demonstrate his loyalty to Rena, yet it seemed

plagued by

her but he couldn’t

softly closed her eyes

could Rena

to do anything for

ceased his inquiries and proceeded to drive Rena

regard and held her friend in great

entered the establishment, and

himself, Vera smiled and remarked, “He’s truly

ordered an iced

took a

past, it was challenging to establish a connection

Rena and added, “It’s a

Rena returned the smile.

you find his love to be genuine, embrace it. Just look at

Rena blushed slightly.

she asked, “Am I with

and whispered, “I suppose he’s skilled

spat out

She glanced at James.

little boy was not as perceptive as

verge of discussing it with

sight

tea shop, with a long line extending from its

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

increasingly restless, prompting Cecilia to

Rena observed them quietly.

her eyes welled up with

saddened her to see Cecilia, who had been pampered since childhood, now waiting in line

longer adorned

she wore a simple white shirt and worn-out

than before, with little trace of her former spoiled nature etched on

had noticed Cecilia as well, exclaimed in astonishment,

to rush over

her, stating firmly,

experienced similar circumstances and understood

home out of her immense love for her child. She feared her parents’ sorrow and disappointment, worried that they might force her to

Rena whispered,

driver arrived with

over, pressing herself against her mother’s

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

Alexis’ sweet gestures, Vera remarked, “Alexis

a little longer. I’m going to talk to Cecilia. And

of the situation’s gravity,

a good

with Alexis by her

Cecilia had purchased a cup of milk tea and was about to leave with the

slowly and saw

trembling lips betrayed