True Love Deserves a Second Chance
Chapter 307 I Couldn't Bear to Leave You

Sebastian read the report over and over, his eyes glued to the last line: [Confirm parentage.]. He couldn't believe it.

He was Elise's kid, not Cordelia's. The realization hit him hard, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest as tears filled his eyes.

Sebastian pulled Joyce into a tight hug, his voice breaking. "Joyce, I'm not Cordelia's son. My mom is Ms. Guise. There's no more bad blood between our moms."

Joyce felt her heart ache hearing this. She had forgiven Sebastian long ago, but she knew he still carried a heavy burden of guilt.

She gently stroked his head and whispered, "Now that we know the truth, you don't have to feel guilty anymore. We need to save Ms. Guise. She's been through so much and doesn't deserve any more suffering." Sebastian nodded, his eyes determined. "I know, Joyce. Thank you."

"So, what's our next move?"

"I need to go back to the company and keep up the act with Leonard. I have to make it look like I'm losing. The Winters Family's rules are strict. This way, Kevin will think we haven't figured out the secret about Cordelia and Ms. Guise." "Alright, be careful."

A few days later, the Winters Group was rocked by a huge scandal.

Sebastian, the former president, was exposed as an illegitimate child, and Leonard took over as the rightful heir.

The news spread like wildfire, causing a massive stir online. People felt sorry for Joyce, who had finally found happiness with Sebastian, only to discover he was an illegitimate child.

Sebastian's status and position took a nosedive. Even the Taylor and Vale Family businesses were hit hard.

To weaken Sebastian's influence, several foreign conglomerates started targeting the Taylor and Vale Family businesses. In less than two weeks, their market value dropped by a third. If things kept going this way, they were headed for even bigger trouble.

Derek called Sebastian to the old Mansion and spoke seriously, "The Taylor and Vale Families are suffering because of us. What do you have to say?"

Sebastian looked at him, exhausted. "I know what you're getting at, but I won't agree. I'm not leaving Joyce. We've found out there's no grudge between us. We've overcome so much, and we can get through this too."

He lit a cigarette and took a few drags. In the past couple of weeks, his power had dwindled significantly. Even Derek's overseas business was taking a hit.

To cut off all his support, Kevin started going after Joyce's family, trying to corner him from all sides.

Derek looked at him with concern. "I don't want you and Joyce to split up either, but don't you think it's the best way to protect her and your child?

"This fight with Kevin isn't ending anytime soon. Your mom and grandpa are under their control, so we can't make any sudden moves. We're in a tough spot.

"If this keeps up, Joyce and your child will get caught in the crossfire. If you separate now, it's the best time. I'll talk to Clifton and have him take Joyce away, using your downfall as the reason. It's the safest plan for her."

Upon hearing those words, Sebastian's eyes filled with tears. "Dad, I've thought about it, but the idea of them leaving me tears me apart. I don't think I can make it without them, and I'm scared Joyce won't handle it well either. She loves me so much and is so excited about our baby. Leaving now would crush her."

Seeing his son's pain, Derek wiped away a tear. "Our family owes Joyce so much. From the start, because of Cordelia, she's been through hell. And now, because of us, her family's suffering too. I feel so guilty. If anything happens to her or the baby, you'll never forgive yourself. Sebastian, think it over. Make the right call for Joyce and the baby."

When Sebastian left the old Mansion, it was already past 1 a.m. The streets were almost empty, and a light drizzle had started.

The raindrops on the car window mirrored the chill in Sebastian's heart. He stood outside, looking up at the bedroom window, unsure if he should go in. He dreaded seeing the pain in Joyce's eyes, hearing her try to comfort him. Lately, Joyce had been worrying about the company on top of taking care of herself and their baby. She had lost a lot of weight.

'Other pregnant women get to eat whatever they want and go wherever they please. But Joyce's stuck in the villa, living in fear,' Sebastian thought, wiping the rain off his face. He looked at the light on the balcony and clenched his fists. Joyce had told him that as long as that light was on, it meant she was home. She had kept this habit for three years. Whenever he came home exhausted, seeing that light made everything better.

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Sebastian looked up at the gloomy sky and sighed deeply. He had never believed in God, but now he found himself praying for protection for his wife and child.

The drizzle soaked his expensive clothes, clinging to his body and showing off his well-defined physique.

Sebastian walked into the hall, took a shower in the guest room, changed into pajamas, and quietly opened the master bedroom door.

After being in the rain, his body was cold. Joyce, feeling a bit warm, reached out and hugged his waist tightly when she sensed the chill. Her warm lips brushed against his chest.

Feeling his presence, she slowly opened her sleepy eyes and whispered, "Honey, you're back."

Sebastian kissed her forehead and replied softly. He gently stroked her back and said in a hoarse voice, "Go back to sleep, baby. I'll hold you."

Joyce smiled slightly. "You haven't held me to sleep in a long time."

As Sebastian heard this, his eyes filled with tears again. Since the chaos at the Winters Group, he had been swamped with work. He either didn't come home or came home very late. Worried about disturbing her, he slept in the guest room. Thinking about how hard Joyce had it, Sebastian held her tightly, his heart aching. Watching her fall asleep, he kissed her lips.

His voice was hoarse, filled with pain. "Joyce, what am I supposed to do if I can't bear to be apart from you?"