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

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

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

ached, but he tried to said calmly, “You were unaware of

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

departed in

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

saying, “That child

Lyndon maintained his silence.

confines of the Fowler residence’s

arms. He kissed her gently and expressed

with a grimace. “Grandpa, blow on my

and blew softly

were finally

little one bears such a striking

Korbyn’s visage as he made this

responded with

However, her worries lingered.

As her immediate family, I am unable to directly transfuse blood

didn’t explicitly

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

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

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

remained in the

and inquired, “Waylen, I’m uncertain of your intentions. Aren’t you two going to

just whisk Rena off to the City Hall and register our marriage right now, can I?

“Mom

Waylen was rendered speechless.

my Lexi

said kindly to his granddaughter “I will

Alexis erupted in giggles.

planted a sweet

heart melted into a

when can you take over the reins

also has her own career to attend to. How about I take care of

Waylen remain oblivious

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

worn out to death.

glance that Waylen and Rena

were merely deceiving

Humph!

regarded Waylen

side, Juliette savored her tea in

air of nobility, yet there was always a hint of sorrow in her countenance due

addressing

tea for her. Rena’s countenance

a mother, it is only natural for me to hope that you can forgive Waylen. He

then tenderly

Rena

her head

Waylen approached. He positioned himself beside Rena, his hand resting gently upon her shoulder and

Rena nodded in agreement.

interaction, but her mind

occasionally made phone calls

Alexis remained at

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

car, he turned his head and

replied, “Are you referring to

seat belt,

feared that if Rena were to encounter Elvira

loyalty to Rena, yet it seemed

plagued by such

but he couldn’t discern if she would appreciate

closed her eyes and uttered, “She’s

Rena possibly be

to

his inquiries and proceeded to drive Rena

regard and held her friend in

establishment, and greeted Vera. Before departing,

himself, Vera smiled and remarked,

an iced

stir of her coffee, she took a sip and smiled

whispered, “Well, he’s not quite the same as before. In the past, it was challenging to establish

“It’s

Rena returned the smile.

You can put him to the test and if you find his love to be

Rena blushed slightly.

I with him

son and whispered, “I suppose he’s

spat out her

She glanced at James.

this little boy was not as perceptive as Alexis

with Vera when, in

sight of

bustling milk tea shop, with a long line extending from

queue stood Cecilia, holding the hand of

time passed, the boy grew increasingly restless, prompting Cecilia to pick him

Rena observed them quietly.

her eyes

see Cecilia, who had been pampered since childhood, now

no longer adorned herself in luxury

a simple white shirt and

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

and Vera, who had noticed Cecilia as well, exclaimed in astonishment, “Isn’t that Cecilia?

was ready to rush over and

however, halted her,

similar circumstances

her child. She feared her parents’

voice, Rena

driver

in tears, Alexis rushed over, pressing herself

away

of Alexis’ sweet gestures, Vera remarked, “Alexis

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

gravity, Vera nodded

a good

approached Cecilia with

tea and was about to leave with the boy

her head slowly

trembling lips betrayed her