True Love Deserves a Second Chance by Nox Shadow

Chapter 251 Beatrice's Critical Condition

Joyce, frail, lay in Benjamin's arms and cried herself to sleep.

Staring at her gaunt cheeks and recalling what she had just said, Benjamin had a bad feeling. He gently stroked her forehead, his eyes reddening with heartache. "Joyce, do you know something?"

After Joyce returned, she completely relaxed and slept for two days. While she was unconscious, she knew someone had come to see her. She heard Sophia crying and cursing her, felt Aurora holding her hand and crying softly. She wanted to open her eyes to see them, but it was as if something was glued to her eyelids, and she couldn't open them no matter how hard she tried. She couldn't even tell if she was dreaming or if it was real. Joyce saw herself sleeping on Benjamin's back and saw the scene where, after she jumped into the lake because of Angie, Benjamin held her cold body and cried.

From childhood to adulthood, all of Benjamin's love for her replayed in her mind. His image transformed from a young, handsome, and elegant man to a middle-aged man with graying temples. No matter which stage of life he was in, she always saw his love for her in his eyes.

To prevent her from getting hurt, Benjamin, not even forty, never thought of remarrying after divorcing Angie. But such a devoted Benjamin wasn't her biological father.

Benjamin had worked hard for her all his life, and in the end, he found out she wasn't his biological daughter. He must be very heartbroken.

Joyce's mind was filled with the way Benjamin looked at her. Tears uncontrollably slid down her cheeks. She kept calling out, "Dad, Dad."

Hearing her call, Benjamin immediately ran to the bedside, gently stroking her head and soothing her softly. "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Hearing his voice, Joyce slowly opened her eyes. Her tear-filled eyes were brimming with indescribable pain. She choked out, "Dad, I miss you so much."

Seeing her like this, Benjamin bent down and held her in his arms, his hand gently stroking her head. "Joyce, tell me, what exactly happened?"

Joyce hugged Benjamin's neck in silence, just crying continuously. If last time he was just guessing, now Benjamin was completely sure that Joyce already knew about her background. He tentatively asked, "Did Isabella tell you something?" Joyce hesitated for a few seconds, then gently nodded. "Dad, why am I not your child? Did they make a mistake? I don't want the wealth of the Vale Family; I just want you to be my dad."

saying this, she hugged Benjamin and sobbed

so emotional, Benjamin gently coaxed, "I will always be your dad, and you will always be my beloved daughter. This will never change, Joyce. Don't cry. Your baby can't take this kind of stress. If you don't want to go back to the Vale Family, we won't go. I don't want to

as he walked in. He wanted to go over and hold Joyce's hand, to tell her that he was her brother and that he would take good care of her from now

rejection of her true lineage, he stopped in his tracks, not daring

gently patted his shoulder and whispered, "We need to give her some time to accept this. In a few days, she will come to understand. Joyce is someone who knows right from wrong. Her hatred for Darren won't be directed at you." Hearing this, Theodore's tense heart relaxed a bit. "Do you think she will accept

raised an eyebrow at him. "That depends on your performance. She's my wife and listens

implication was clear: for Joyce to accept

a positive front. He leaned close to Sebastian's ear and whispered, "Alright, whatever you ask,

the words "brother-in-law," with a

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seconds, then chuckled lightly. "Do you think calling me brother-in-law will make me go easy on you? Don't forget, Joyce

calmly replied, "Don't be so sure. Sooner or later, you'll be asking

Theodore's smug look, Sebastian ground his teeth

phone rang. On the other end, Alissa's urgent voice came through. "Theodore, Grandma has a fever

fallen ill. She had been running a high fever that wouldn't

a semi-conscious state, but one thing she was clear about was that Joyce was

King said it was a psychological issue. She needed to resolve her inner turmoil to fully

new identity. She was physically weak and

troubled look. "What should we do? If my grandma continues like this, she

and said, "You go back and check on her first. I'll discuss it with