NovelEnglishHe approached the door.
Upon catching sight of him, Lyndon rushed forward and exclaimed, “Waylen!”
Waylen leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke and grinned. “Mr. Coleman! Please don’t come here again and don’t approach Rena!”
Lyndon appeared disappointed.
He raised his gaze and explained earnestly, “I’m not pressuring Rena to undergo a bone marrow matching with me. I simply wish to see her!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe held gifts in his hands.
Some were intended for Rena, while others were for Alexis.
Waylen glanced at him and scorned, “If you don’t want her to be your donor, then why have you come to see her now?”
Lyndon’s expression froze. He stumbled over his words, “That was thoughtless of me.”
Waylen didn’t hold much respect for him.
He disdained Lyndon partly due to his treatment of Rena.
Additionally, the Fowler family was certain that it was Elvira who pushed Cecilia into the water, information that the Coleman family was already aware of. Yet, they continued to exploit this knowledge and recklessly threaten the Fowler family for years!
Waylen then said sternly, “You have overstayed your welcome! Don’t come back again. I don’t want Rena to be hurt again!”
Lyndon persisted, still imploring him.
However, Waylen departed with an air of nonchalance, leaving Lyndon behind.
The closed gate now stood as a barrier between Lyndon and the villa. In addition to the gift, he held a diary in his hand, which chronicled the memories shared between him and Reina.
Waylen attempted to keep it hidden from Rena.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYet, as soon as he reentered the kitchen, Rena softly inquired,
“Did Lyndon come?”
Waylen hadn’t expected her to be aware of this.
A faint smile graced Rena’s lips as she revealed, “My mother is in the same hospital as him. She informed me earlier. Waylen, you don’t have to worry about me. I had already decided long ago that I would donate my blood and bone marrow to someone in need, and I actually signed up for it in my early 2@s. My sample has been stored in the bone marrow bank, and our bone marrow types don’t match at all!”
So Rena had not been entangled in these troubles.
Upon concluding her words, Waylen suddenly embraced her Startled, Rena questioned, “Waylen?”
Whispering into her ear, Waylen expressed, “Rena, can you promise me that you’ll share these things with me in the future?
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