True Love Deserves a Second Chance

Sebastian carried Joyce back to the room, his heart breaking seeing her in so much pain. He held her hand tight and whispered, "Joyce, don't be sad. Things will get better." Joyce looked at his tired face and croaked, "How's Bianca doing?"

"I've got a lawyer on it. They're still gathering evidence, so we don't know yet."

"Sebastian," Joyce said softly, "I'm okay. There are plenty of people here to take care of me. You should focus on Bianca's case. It's more urgent."

Sebastian's eyes filled with tears. Because of him, she lost their child, and her dad was in critical condition. Yet, she never blamed him, not once. She even tried to comfort him.

His heart ached. He kissed her forehead, his tears mingling with hers as they fell onto her tear-stained face. "Joyce, why are you so good to me? If you yelled at me or hit me, I'd feel better. Do you know how much this hurts?" Joyce gently touched his face, gathering her strength. "It's not your fault. Once this is over, we can try for another child. Don't beat yourself up. Everything will be okay."

Even after losing their child and with Benjamin in a coma, Joyce still comforted him.

Sebastian had never felt more heartbroken. He kissed her forehead over and over, whispering, "Joyce, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

They held each other, their shared sorrow manifesting in silent tears. They understood each other's pain, each trying to comfort the other.

Joyce was too weak. After such a huge blow, she managed to stay awake for an hour before falling asleep again.

She slept for a long time, so long that when she woke up, the world seemed different.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Sophia's tear-streaked face.

Seeing her awake, Sophia quickly stood up, wiped her tears, and asked, "Joyce, how are you feeling?"

The first thing Joyce asked was, "Where's Sebastian?"

Sophia started crying harder. "Why are you still thinking about him? If it weren't for all his family's mess, my godson wouldn't be gone, and Mr. Blackwood wouldn't be in a coma. Joyce, for your and Benjamin's safety, you should leave him. It's better for you and your family."

Joyce's eyes filled with tears as she looked at her. "Was it Sebastian who told you to say this? Is he planning to leave me too?"

Sophia didn't expect Joyce to be so clear-headed and immediately guess the core issue. She calmly said, "No, it wasn't him. I just can't stand it anymore. The problem is right here. If you stay with him, there will be more danger. Only by separating from him will you and Mr. Blackwood be safe, and the Taylor and Vale families will be safe. Joyce, I know you love him, but love is one thing, being together is another. You've already lost too much for this relationship. Don't make your life worse. Maybe separating is good for both of you. We can be happy single ladies for life."

Joyce stared at Sophia's chattering mouth without saying a word. She had already guessed Sebastian's decision. Otherwise, he would be here with her. Joyce shut her eyes tight, tears slipping down onto the pillow. She didn't want to leave him, couldn't even think about it.

She shook her head stubbornly. "I don't believe he'd leave me. I don't believe he'd give up on us. Sophia, I need to see him."

Sophia wiped her tears with a tissue and said, "He went to Snowpeakia. He said he'd be back in a few days and asked me to stay with you."

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"What else has happened? Fill me in."

"Not much, mostly business stuff. Leonard's got control of the Winters Family, and the Taylor and Vale businesses are still struggling.

"Maxwell stepped up big time. He sold the club, moved the Whitmore Family HQ to City B, and took over as head of the family.

"He's grown up a lot, Joyce, and it's all thanks to you. He even said when you're better, he'll take you racing."

Listening to Sophia, Joyce started to calm down. Everyone was fighting hard to get through this mess. She believed she and Sebastian could too.

A week later, Sebastian came back from Snowpeakia. He looked thinner, the sharp angles of his face more pronounced, giving him a haggard appearance. As he shrugged off his heavy coat, he walked toward Joyce, his eyes locking onto hers. They stood there, enveloped in a heavy silence. It had been over ten days since they last saw each other, and they both knew what was coming.

Finally, Sebastian's rough voice broke the silence. "Joyce, how are you feeling?"

Joyce nodded slightly. "Much better. How are things on your end?"

"Not great, but Bianca's out of the police station and staying at the house in Snowpeakia. She's restricted from traveling until the case is over." "What about the evidence? Is it hard to find?"

"It's classified, so I can't say much, but I'm doing my best to negotiate and bring Bianca back soon."

"Good, I hope you can bring your mom and grandpa back too."

They talked calmly, but both knew an argument was brewing.

Sebastian was quiet for a long time before looking at Joyce with bloodshot eyes. His voice was painfully hoarse. "Joyce, let's break up."novelbin

Joyce didn't cry or freak out. She just looked at him calmly, but her lips trembled.

A sharp pain lodged in her throat, as if it were constricted by an invisible thorn. She looked at Sebastian, her voice choked. "Even you don't want me anymore?"

With that one sentence, all of Sebastian's mental prep from the past ten days crumbled. Tears streamed down his face. "Joyce, I'm sorry. I can't selfishly keep you with me anymore. Before the incident, my dad and your uncle both asked me to break up with you. Maybe it's the best way to protect you and our child.

"But I couldn't do it because I couldn't bear to lose you. And it was my reluctance that caused the accident with you and our child.

"So I can't bring you any more harm. The fight between Kevin and me won't end soon, maybe not for years. I can't let you get caught up in it. If anything happened to you again, I'd never forgive myself. "Joyce, please agree. This is the best way for both of us."