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 was

Lyndon appeared visibly stunned.

events. His sole

calmly, “You were

has endured a great deal. Allow her to lead a peaceful life from now

departed in

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

saying, “That child

Lyndon maintained his silence.

the confines of the Fowler

arms. He kissed her gently and expressed his remorse, asking, “Does it still

with a grimace. “Grandpa, blow

leg and blew

were

a striking resemblance to you. She possesses the same personality as Waylen

emanated from Korbyn’s visage as he made this

responded with

However, her worries lingered.

disorder. As her immediate family, I am unable to directly transfuse blood to her. This particular blood type is scarce in blood banks,

didn’t explicitly state it,

to sacrifice more—probably even their career,

Rena nodded in acknowledgement.

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

three individuals remained in

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

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

“Mom sleeps with

Waylen was rendered speechless.

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

then bent his head and said kindly to his granddaughter “I

Alexis erupted in giggles.

she planted a sweet kiss on his

melted into a

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

to attend to. How about I take care of Alexis

could Waylen remain

hands full with the Exceed Group. Adding the Fowler Group to the mix… Dad, I’d be utterly

out to death. I can see that you’re

possessed perceptive eyes, allowing him to discern at a glance that Waylen and Rena were not

merely deceiving

Humph!

Waylen as

savored

nobility, yet there was always a hint of sorrow in her countenance due to her children’s troubled

addressing Juliette

of tea for her. Rena’s countenance exuded warmth

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

then tenderly clasped Rena’s

could Rena resist

raised her head

his hand resting gently upon her shoulder and

Rena nodded in agreement.

their harmonious interaction, but her mind was burdened by

calls home, she

the afternoon, Alexis

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

the car, he turned his head and inquired,

and replied, “Are you referring to taking care of

his seat

feared that if Rena were to encounter Elvira today, it

his loyalty to Rena, yet it seemed that she

plagued

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

eyes and

could Rena

to do anything

his inquiries and proceeded to drive

high regard and held

the establishment, and greeted Vera. Before departing, he affectionately tousled

smiled and remarked, “He’s

an

a gentle stir of her coffee, she took a sip

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

gestured towards Rena and added, “It’s a

Rena returned the smile.

hand and said, “Don’t dismiss it lightly Truthfully, he treats you well. You can put him to the test and if you find his love to be genuine, embrace it. Just look at

Rena blushed slightly.

asked, “Am I with him

her son and

nearly spat out

She glanced at James.

as perceptive as Alexis and

with Vera when, in the next instant,

sight of

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

of the queue stood Cecilia, holding the hand of a

grew increasingly restless, prompting Cecilia to pick him

Rena observed them quietly.

eyes welled up with

who had been pampered since childhood, now waiting in line under the

longer adorned herself in

wore a simple white shirt and

before, with little trace of her former spoiled nature

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

ready to rush over and bring Cecilia back

halted her, stating

had experienced similar circumstances and understood Cecilia’s

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

voice, Rena

driver arrived with

in tears, Alexis rushed over, pressing herself

she wiped away Rena’s tears and cooed, “Mom, don’t

Alexis’ sweet gestures, Vera remarked, “Alexis

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

gravity, Vera nodded

good conversation with

approached Cecilia with Alexis by her

milk tea and was about to leave with the boy in her arms. Rena called out gently from

her head slowly

lips betrayed her