True Love Deserves a Second Chance by Nox Shadow

Chapter 252 Joyce Acknowledges His Kin

Upon hearing Joyce's voice, Beatrice, who was on the brink of death, suddenly had a heartbeat. Isaac immediately said, "She responded to it. Say a few more words to her."

Looking at Beatrice's pale face, Joyce lay on her chest, heartbroken. The truth of her parentage, a truth she had resisted for so long, now felt impossible to deny, especially in the face of Beatrice's unconditional love.

Beatrice had known for a long time that Joyce was her granddaughter, fearing that revealing it would jeopardize Joyce's fragile pregnancy.

Losing her daughter in middle age was a huge blow to Beatrice. In her old age, facing her biological granddaughter, she didn't dare to acknowledge her. Recalling the interactions between them, her cautiousness made Joyce very sad. Joyce lay on Beatrice's chest, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Grandma, it's Joyce. I'm your beloved Connie's daughter. Please wake up, okay?"

This sentence made everyone present unable to hold back their tears. Whether it was Theodore or others in the Taylor Family, they had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Alissa, wiping her tears, excitedly looked at Theodore. "Theodore, Joyce admitted it. She is willing to accept us."

Alissa was so excited she didn't know what to do. Tears also streamed down Theodore's cheeks at that moment. He tightly held the keepsake Connie left him and murmured softly, "Mom, I found my sister. Did you hear that? We will take good care of her."

He walked to the bedside, holding Beatrice's hand, and said, "Grandma, did you hear that? Joyce accepted us. Please get better soon, and we'll bring her home."

Alissa also walked over, crying, "Grandma, haven't you always been hoping for Joyce to come home? Now she knows the truth. Please wake up soon. We need to hold a grand party so everyone knows she is your granddaughter." Hearing these words, the heartbeat on Beatrice's heart monitor finally showed some fluctuation.

Beatrice slowly opened her eyes, tears hanging at the corners. She slowly turned her head to look at Joyce. She reached out and gently stroked Joyce's cheek, her voice hoarse. "Joyce, is it really you? Have you really come back?" Joyce nodded repeatedly. "Grandma, yes. My child and I are fine. Please get better soon. I want to eat your roast beef and pancakes."

a slight smile appeared on Beatrice's stiff face. "You are just like your mother. When she was pregnant with you and your brother, she loved these two

adulthood, her impression of a mother was Angie, who always brought her harm. She didn't know what

softly, "Was she a good person? Did she

stroked Joyce's cheek, her voice weak. "Connie loved you and Theodore very much. She

wanted you to feel the spotlight while still in her belly, to nurture

she knew you were going to be a mother now, she would be very happy." Beatrice's words painted a vivid picture of a loving mother, a woman who had sacrificed everything for

at that moment. There was excitement, comfort,

felt heartache for Beatrice losing Connie and for Connie losing her life so young. She held Beatrice's hand, her tearful eyes looking at her. "Grandma, when you get out of

such thing as too much love. He

won't compete with him for you, just more people

words. He had raised Joyce for over twenty years and selflessly persuaded her to

these words, Theodore immediately looked at Joyce, his eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement. "Joyce, I'm your brother. Can you forgive me for

could speak, Sebastian's deep voice came from behind him. "Alright, Joyce's body hasn't recovered yet,

him, making it impossible

anger. "Sebastian, just wait. You'll be begging for my help

smiled indifferently. "Don't worry,

saying that, he was about to take Joyce away. At that moment, the door to the ward

looking at Alissa and asking, "How is your grandma? How did she

and shook her head. "Joyce came, and now grandma is fine. Dad, Mom,