True Love Deserves a Second Chance
Chapter 315 Holding Paxon

Joyce's heart was shattered into a million pieces.

But she kept it all in, crying quietly.

She looked up at Sebastian, her voice trembling, "Sebastian, when we got married, you promised we'd stick together through thick and thin, in sickness and in health. Were those just empty words?" "Joyce, I'm sorry. I can't stand seeing you hurt anymore. If we split up, the Taylor Family and the Vale Family will go back to normal, and you and your dad will be safe.

"Kevin knows you're my weak spot, so he's always watching you.

"With you around, I can't focus on this fight. To save my mom and grandpa, and to avenge our child, I have to let you go.

"Joyce, you've lost so much because of me. I don't want to drag you down any further."

Joyce's eyes filled with tears, "Sebastian, we've been through so much together. If I had given up even once, we wouldn't be here now. I've fought so hard to be with you, can't you do the same for me? "If you let go now, we'll never have a chance to go back.

"You'll watch me marry someone else, Sebastian. If you can handle that, then fine, let's separate."

Joyce hit him where it hurt the most.

She knew Sebastian loved her and couldn't stand the thought of her with someone else.

She had already lost everything she could lose, so what was there to fear?

At worst, it would be death.

But even in death, she felt an irrepressible desire to remain by Sebastian's side.

Hearing this, Sebastian felt his tears flow.

His throat tightened.

The mere thought of Joyce marrying someone else and starting a family with another man, was almost too much to bear. The idea of her walking out of his life for good filled him with a profound sense of loss. But what else could he do?

Besides separating, what other way did he have to protect her?

Sebastian's tear-filled eyes quietly looked at Joyce.

His voice was low and rough.

"Joyce, let's separate."

Hearing this again, Joyce looked at him calmly.

She knew that no matter what she said now, it wouldn't change Sebastian's mind.

She wiped away her tears, a bitter smile on her lips as she looked at Sebastian.

"Alright, since you've decided and have no regrets, let's divorce. But I have one request: I will be my own lawyer in our divorce case. I want to get back everything you owe me over the years." Sebastian agreed without hesitation, "Alright."

For a moment, they simply looked at each other in profound silence. There were no angry outbursts, nor did vitriolic words exchange, but an unbearable pain.

Joyce's first case after being discharged from the hospital was her own divorce case.

Because the Winters Group had been in turmoil recently, this divorce case attracted major media attention.

In the courtroom, Joyce stood resolutely in the lawyer's seat, her voice unwavering and her tone imbued with a serene confidence, never losting her composure once. She listed all the past experiences and the harm Sebastian had caused her.

In the end, she successfully got $27.6 billion of Sebastian's assets.

It was almost more than half of Sebastian's current assets.

The divorce case not only caused a sensation in the legal community but also shocked the entire media network.

Some said Joyce was cold and heartless, that Sebastian was already so miserable, and she still took so much of his assets, making it impossible for him to make a comeback. Others envied Joyce, saying she got married, divorced, and then became a billionaire.

For a while, the entire internet was buzzing about this.

Joyce received a call from Alissa as she left the law firm."Joyce, we're heading to City C tomorrow. Todd's really gonna miss you. Can you come by and see him?" "Sure, I'll be there soon."

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The living room was transformed into a baby wonderland, a delightful chaos of toys, bottles, and diapers scattered everywhere. The faint, comforting scent of baby powder permeated the air, evoking a mixture of nostalgia and sorrow deep within Joyce.

If her baby were still here, it would be over a month old now, probably smiling at her. The thought made Joyce's heart ache even more.

Alissa came downstairs and saw Joyce like this, feeling sad too.

She walked over, took Joyce's hand, and said, "Are you thinking about your baby?"

Joyce nodded slightly, her tearful eyes meeting Alissa's.

"I always feel like he's still here, always with me. I dream of him smiling at me every night. Alissa, do I have postpartum depression?"

Alissa gently stroked her face, feeling heartbroken, "If you miss your baby, just call me. You can see my kids as your own."

Joyce wiped her tears and said, "Alright, where are they? I want to see them."

"Neil's already asleep, but Paxon's awake. Go hold him."

Joyce followed Alissa upstairs.

The moment she walked into the nursery, Joyce's heart shattered.

In Sebastian's house, there had been a nursery just like this one. Now, it was nothing more than rubble and ashes.

As she slowly made her way to the crib, her gaze fell upon Paxon, who was staring up at her with wide, innocent eyes. His tiny hands waved energetically in the air, and a look of pure excitement beamed from his face. This was Joyce's first proper visit to see Alissa's baby.

Last time, they were still in the incubator, and Joyce could only look, not touch.

Seeing Paxon's face, Joyce felt her heart melt.

This was what she had imagined her baby would look like.

He had big eyes like hers, a small mouth, and a cute nose.

Luckily, she and Alissa looked alike, or she would have thought this was her own baby.

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.com is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! Joyce slowly bent down, gently holding Paxon's little hand, and smiled, "Paxon, I'm Aunt Joyce. Remember me, okay?"

Paxon's cute little mouth curved slightly at her words.

He made babbling sounds.

Joyce looked at him in surprise, "Alissa, he's just over a month old. How can he interact with people already?"

Alissa was also excited and immediately walked over, "This is the first time he's been so excited. Maybe he really likes you. Go ahead and hold him."

"Can I? I'm afraid I won't hold him properly and hurt him."

"It's okay. He likes being held and he must be held upright. He cries if he's lying down."

Joyce bent down and carefully held Paxon in her arms.

Paxon seemed to sense something and opened his little mouth, nuzzling into Joyce's chest.

A pang of sorrow pierced her heart as she recognized the innocent gesture. He was hungry.

But her breast milk had long dried up, and there was no breast milk scent on her body. Why was Paxon still nuzzling her?

Joyce felt an indescribable sadness.

She gently stroked Paxon's cheek and said in a hoarse voice, "Aunt Joyce doesn't have breast milk, only your mom does."

Paxon seemed to understand her words and started staring at her with his big blue eyes.

His little mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something to her.

Holding such a cute Paxon in her arms, Joyce couldn't help but think of her own baby.

Her eyes were filled with tears, but her lips curved into a smile.

"Alissa, this baby really seems to like me. He keeps talking to me."

Alissa's eyes reddened with sympathy, "He's usually very quiet and doesn't talk much. He's not as obedient as Neil. It seems he really likes you. You must come to City C often to see him." "Alright, I definitely will."