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.

with Lyndon

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

of events. His sole intention was

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

any further. She has endured a great deal. Allow her to lead a peaceful life from

in a

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

saying,

Lyndon maintained his silence.

of the Fowler

Korbyn cradled Alexis in his arms. He

with a grimace. “Grandpa, blow on

leg and blew

were

a striking resemblance to you. She possesses the

Korbyn’s visage as he made this

responded with a

However, her worries lingered.

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

he didn’t explicitly state it, Rena

had to sacrifice more—probably

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

the conversation. She glanced at her

remained in the

Alexis nestled in his arms, Korbyn looked at his son and inquired, “Waylen, I’m uncertain of your

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

“Mom

Waylen was rendered speechless.

Don’t give my Lexi that death stare just because she

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

Alexis erupted in giggles.

planted a

heart melted into a

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

has her own career to attend to. How about I

remain oblivious to Korbyn’s

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

to death. I can see

possessed perceptive eyes, allowing him to discern at a glance that

merely

Humph!

regarded Waylen

side, Juliette savored her tea in the

aged gracefully. She retained her beauty and air of nobility, yet there was always a hint of sorrow

from addressing Juliette

tea for her. Rena’s countenance exuded warmth as

spoke softly, saying, “I’ve contemplated visiting 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 past. However, if your anger still

tenderly clasped Rena’s

Rena

raised her head

Rena, his hand resting gently upon her shoulder and softly remarked,

Rena nodded in agreement.

their harmonious interaction, but her mind was burdened

Cecilia occasionally made phone calls home, she never

Alexis

on the other hand, needed to

turned his head and

“Are you referring to taking care of

his seat

if Rena were to encounter

Rena, yet it seemed that she

had never been plagued by

to cherish her but he couldn’t discern if she

softly closed her eyes and

Rena

to

and proceeded

regard and held her friend in great

establishment, and greeted Vera. Before departing, he affectionately tousled Vera’s

smiled and remarked, “He’s truly

an

stir of her coffee, she took a

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

towards Rena and added, “It’s a

Rena returned the smile.

to the test and if you find his love to be genuine, embrace it. Just look at his physique and countenance… Where else will you

Rena blushed slightly.

“Am I with him solely for his looks and

son and

nearly spat out

She glanced at James.

was not as perceptive as

was on the verge of discussing it with Vera when, in

caught sight

a bustling milk tea shop, with a long line extending

Cecilia, holding the hand of

grew increasingly restless,

Rena observed them quietly.

long after, her eyes welled up

Cecilia, who had been pampered since childhood, now waiting in

longer adorned herself in

she wore a simple white shirt

appeared much thinner than before, with little trace of

closed her eyes, and Vera, who had noticed Cecilia as well, exclaimed in astonishment, “Isn’t that Cecilia? When did she

Vera’s nature, she was ready to rush

however, halted her,

circumstances and understood

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

Rena whispered, “Vera,

driver arrived

tears, Alexis rushed over,

hands, she wiped away

Vera remarked, “Alexis

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

of the situation’s gravity,

good conversation

with Alexis by her

milk tea and was about to leave with the boy

her head slowly and saw

trembling lips