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 wear

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

turn of events. His sole

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

any further. She has endured a great deal. Allow her to

in a

minor cut. I can’t believe they’re making such a fuss about it. Waylen’s

concern, saying,

Lyndon maintained his silence.

confines of the Fowler

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

said with a grimace. “Grandpa,

clasped Alexis’ leg and blew softly

spirits were

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

emanated from Korbyn’s visage as he made this

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 blood banks, so we must take utmost

he didn’t explicitly state

sacrifice more—probably even their

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

her son and invited Rena to have tea in

remained in the

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

“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

whispered, “Mom

Waylen was rendered speechless.

glared at Waylen and reproached, “Hey! Don’t give my Lexi that death stare

and said kindly to his granddaughter “I will handle them

Alexis erupted in giggles.

planted a sweet kiss on

melted into

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

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

Waylen remain oblivious to Korbyn’s

have my hands full with

worn out to death. I can

discern at a glance that Waylen

merely

Humph!

Waylen

side, Juliette savored her tea in the company of

there was always a hint of sorrow in her countenance due to

from addressing Juliette as

“Mom” and graciously poured a cup of tea for her. Rena’s

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 lingers, I implore you to teach him a valuable lesson and urge him

tenderly

Rena resist

her head and

positioned himself beside Rena, his hand resting gently upon her shoulder

Rena nodded in agreement.

harmonious interaction, but her mind was burdened by

calls home, she never returned

afternoon, Alexis remained at

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

in the car, he turned his head

and replied, “Are you referring to taking care of

seat belt, opting to

if Rena were to encounter Elvira today, it

Rena, yet it

plagued

longed to cherish her but he couldn’t discern if

softly closed her eyes and uttered, “She’s incredibly

Rena possibly be

willing to do

and proceeded to drive Rena to the

regard and held her friend in great

the establishment, and

Vera smiled

ordered an iced

she took a sip and smiled “What

same as before. In the past, it was challenging to establish a connection with Waylen But now, he’s easier to get along

added, “It’s a _ positive development

Rena returned the smile.

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

Rena blushed slightly.

she asked, “Am I with

glance at her son and whispered, “I suppose

spat out her

She glanced at James.

this little boy was not as perceptive as Alexis and remained oblivious

it with Vera when, in

caught sight

milk tea shop, with

the queue stood Cecilia, holding the hand

boy grew increasingly

Rena observed them quietly.

her eyes

since childhood, now waiting in line under

adorned herself in luxury

a simple white shirt and

before, with little trace of her

as well, exclaimed in astonishment,

was ready to

however, halted her, stating

circumstances

not to return home out of her immense love for her child. She feared her parents’ sorrow and

Rena whispered, “Vera,

the driver

Alexis rushed over, pressing herself against

away Rena’s tears and

sweet gestures, Vera

little longer. I’m going to talk to Cecilia. And don’t mention this to Roscoe. I’m afraid

the situation’s gravity, Vera nodded in

good conversation

approached Cecilia with Alexis by her

a cup of milk tea and was about to leave with the boy in her arms. Rena called out

her head slowly and saw

trembling lips