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

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

a turn of events. His sole

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

a great

in

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

voiced her concern, saying, “That

Lyndon maintained his silence.

of the Fowler residence’s

in his arms. He kissed her gently and

Alexis said with a grimace. “Grandpa, blow on

Alexis’ leg and blew softly on

spirits were finally

bears such a striking resemblance to you.

from Korbyn’s visage as

responded with

However, her worries lingered.

I am unable to directly transfuse blood to her. This particular blood type is

he didn’t explicitly state it,

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

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

She glanced at her son and invited Rena to have tea in

remained in

looked at his son and inquired, “Waylen, I’m uncertain of your

to the City Hall and register our marriage right now, can I? Besides, we live

“Mom sleeps

Waylen was rendered speechless.

reproached, “Hey! Don’t give my Lexi that death stare just because she

his head and said kindly to his granddaughter “I will

Alexis erupted in giggles.

on Korbyn’s lap, she planted a sweet kiss on

heart melted into a

Alexis close, he inquired earnestly, “Waylen, when can you take

her own career to attend to.

could Waylen remain oblivious

a sip of tea and replied slowly, “I have my hands full with the Exceed Group. Adding the Fowler Group to the mix…

worn out to death. I can see that

to discern at a glance that Waylen

were merely

Humph!

Waylen

Juliette savored her tea in the company of

was always a hint of sorrow in her countenance due to her children’s

from addressing Juliette as Mrs.

graciously poured a cup of tea for her. Rena’s countenance exuded warmth as she

Rena… As 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 lingers, I implore you to teach him a valuable lesson and urge him to shed his

tenderly

Rena resist such

her head

Waylen approached. He positioned himself beside Rena, his hand resting gently upon her shoulder and softly remarked, “It’s

Rena nodded in agreement.

delighted in witnessing their harmonious interaction, but her mind

Cecilia occasionally made phone calls home, she never returned in

afternoon, Alexis remained at the

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

his head and

replied, “Are you referring to taking

tenderly caressed his seat belt,

to encounter Elvira

his loyalty to Rena, yet it seemed that

had never been plagued

couldn’t discern if she would appreciate it or

her eyes

could Rena

willing to do

ceased his inquiries and proceeded to

Rena in high regard and held her

and greeted

smiled

ordered an iced

a gentle stir of her coffee, she took a sip and smiled “What

not quite the same as before. In the past, it was challenging to establish a connection with Waylen

towards Rena and added, “It’s a _ positive

Rena returned the smile.

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

Rena blushed slightly.

response, she asked, “Am I with him

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

spat out

She glanced at James.

not as perceptive as Alexis and remained oblivious to

of discussing it with Vera when, in the next instant,

sight

bustling milk tea shop, with a long line extending from its

of the queue stood Cecilia,

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

Rena observed them quietly.

her eyes welled up

had been pampered since childhood, now waiting in line under the scorching sun, holding

no longer adorned herself in luxury

a simple white shirt

little trace of her former spoiled nature etched on her

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

Vera’s nature, she was ready to rush over and bring Cecilia back

her, stating firmly,

circumstances and understood Cecilia’s

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

her voice, Rena whispered, “Vera, keep

the driver

Alexis rushed over, pressing herself against her mother’s

little hands, she wiped away Rena’s

of Alexis’ sweet gestures, Vera

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

situation’s gravity, Vera nodded in

a good conversation

Cecilia with Alexis

moment, Cecilia had purchased a cup of milk tea and was about to leave with the boy in her arms. Rena

turned her head slowly and saw Rena and

lips