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 was beginning to wear

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

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

were unaware of her condition, so I

endured a great deal. Allow her

in a

minor cut. I can’t believe they’re making such a

her concern, saying,

Lyndon maintained his silence.

confines of the

soon as the Colemans departed, Korbyn cradled Alexis in his arms. He kissed her gently and

Alexis said with a

Alexis’ leg and blew softly

were

to Rena, “This little one bears such a striking resemblance to you. She possesses the

from Korbyn’s visage as

responded with

However, her worries lingered.

whispered, “Alexis has Rh-negative blood and a blood clotting disorder. As her immediate family, I am unable to directly transfuse blood to her. This particular blood type is scarce in

he didn’t explicitly state it,

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

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

the weightiness of the conversation. She glanced at her son

remained in

in his arms, Korbyn looked at his son and inquired, “Waylen, I’m uncertain of your intentions. Aren’t you two going

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?

“Mom sleeps

Waylen was rendered speechless.

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

bent his head and said kindly to

Alexis erupted in giggles.

lap, she planted a sweet kiss

heart melted into

inquired earnestly, “Waylen, when can you take

attend to. How about

Waylen remain oblivious to Korbyn’s

with the Exceed Group. Adding the Fowler Group

death. I can see

a glance that

merely deceiving

Humph!

Waylen as

Juliette savored her tea in the

was always a hint of sorrow in her countenance due to

addressing

a cup of tea for

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

tenderly clasped

Rena

raised her head and gazed

He positioned himself beside Rena, his hand resting gently

Rena nodded in agreement.

witnessing their harmonious interaction, but her mind was burdened by

Cecilia occasionally made phone calls home, she never returned in

the afternoon, Alexis remained at the

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

his head and inquired, “Are you

“Are you

his seat belt, opting to remain

were to encounter Elvira today,

loyalty to Rena, yet it seemed that

never been plagued by

longed to cherish her but he couldn’t discern if she would appreciate

softly closed her eyes and uttered,

could Rena possibly

willing to do anything for

and proceeded to drive Rena

Rena in high regard and

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

himself, Vera smiled and remarked,

ordered an

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

as before. In the past, it was

towards Rena and added, “It’s

Rena returned the smile.

to the test and if you find

Rena blushed slightly.

she asked, “Am I with him solely for his

her son and whispered, “I suppose

spat out her

She glanced at James.

was not as perceptive as Alexis and remained

with

sight

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

the queue stood Cecilia, holding the hand of

passed, the boy grew increasingly restless,

Rena observed them quietly.

after, her eyes welled up with

childhood, now waiting in line under the scorching sun, holding a

longer adorned herself

she wore a simple white

appeared much thinner than before, with little trace of

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

ready to rush

however, halted her,

similar circumstances and understood Cecilia’s

have chosen not to return home out of her immense love for her child. She feared her

Rena

then, the driver arrived with

in tears, Alexis rushed over, pressing herself against

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

sweet gestures, Vera remarked, “Alexis is so

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

situation’s gravity, Vera nodded

a good conversation

Cecilia with

to leave with the boy in her arms. Rena called out gently from behind, “Cecilia Cecilia

her head slowly and saw Rena and

trembling lips betrayed her