True Love Deserves a Second Chance
Chapter 93 Apologizing in Person

The phone rang forever before someone finally picked up.

Joey's cold voice came through. "Mr. Winters, what do you want?"

Sebastian tried to sound upbeat. "Nothing, just wanted to hear your voice."

Joey frowned. "Mr. Winters, is this a joke? You said you were done with me, and now you're the one calling. What do you want from me?" Her tone was icy and impatient.

Sebastian closed his eyes in pain, gripping his hair to stay conscious. "Joey, you must've been in so much pain that night, right?"

His voice was weak, each word a struggle.

Joey laughed bitterly. "Mr. Winters, you don't need to remind me. I know I'm dirty now. I get it. I won't have any more illusions about you." "Joey," Sebastian said softly, "if I went through the same pain you did that night, could you forgive me?"

Joey's reply was harsh. "No, I'll never forget what you said to me that night."

She hung up before Sebastian could respond.

Sebastian listened to the dial tone and sneered. He knew Joey wouldn't forgive him.

His heart hurt so much he coughed up blood.

The blood splattered on the white bedsheet, staining it red.

Cade, seeing his agony, tried to help. "Mr. Winters, this won't help. You've lost a lot of blood, but your situation is different. The alcohol is making the drug work worse. If something happens to you, what will Mrs. Winters do? I have medicine that can help. Do you want to try it?"

He wiped Sebastian's body with a cold towel, trying to help.

Sebastian didn't listen, writhing in pain on the bed. Aurora, standing outside, saw this and cried.

Finally, she couldn't take it and called Joey.

Joey had just finished dinner with Julian's parents and was about to leave when her phone rang.

Seeing an unfamiliar number, she hesitated but answered.

A familiar voice came through. "Joey, where are you?"

Hearing Aurora's voice, Joey smiled. "Mrs. Winters, I'm out having dinner. Do you need something?" Aurora's voice was choked. "Can you come to Tropical Manor? I need help."

Aurora had helped her before, so Joey couldn't refuse.

"I'm having dinner here. Which floor are you on? I'll come find you."

"Eighth floor, room 808. Hurry, I'm waiting."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After hanging up, Joey said goodbye to Julian's parents and went upstairs with Julian.

When they arrived, they found out Sebastian had been drugged with an aphrodisiac.

Seeing Sebastian in pain on the bed, Joey understood what he meant on the phone. Her heart ached.

Her hands turned cold.

Joey's mind was filled with the pain she had endured that night.

Aurora wiped her tears and pleaded, "Joey, can you save Sebastian for me?"

Joey's eyes welled up as she looked at her. "Mrs. Winters."

Aurora held her hand, crying. "I know Sebastian wronged you. He did a lot of terrible things, but can you help me? Can you help him get through this?"

Joey frowned, feeling helpless. "Mrs. Winters, I'm sorry, but I can't. It's not that I'm heartless, but there are other people who can help him. You don't need to force me into something I don't want to do."

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Cordelia immediately got angry. "Sebastian has been so good to you. Where's your conscience? How can you just watch him suffer? Mom, we don't need to beg her. Let Isabella help Sebastian. He can't wait any longer." Her words made Joey look like an ungrateful person who'd let someone die.

Julian pulled Joey to his side, his voice gentle. "If you don't want to, no one can make you. Wait outside, I'll handle this."

He pushed Joey out the door and closed it.

His gentle expression turned cold.

He walked to Sebastian's bedside, watching him struggle. Instead of sympathy, a sneer appeared on his lips. "Sebastian, you're not the only one in pain. Joey's in even more pain. When the drug hit her, she was calling your name." "She'd rather die than lose her purity for you, but what did you do?"

"You believed others' lies and trampled on the purity she tried to protect."

"Do you know how desperate she was?"

"You pushed her away. You didn't want her. Don't use morality to force her. She doesn't owe you anything."

"There are other ways for you to survive. It doesn't have to be her."

Julian turned and left, ignoring Sebastian's reaction.

He took Joey's hand and left without looking back.

Sebastian clutched the bedsheet, his teeth clenched.

His mind was filled with the image of Joey calling his name.

She endured so much pain to keep her purity for him.

Thinking of this, Sebastian suddenly sat up and spat out blood. Then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning.

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Hearing the noise, he immediately stood up. "Mr. Winters, you're awake. How do you feel?"

Sebastian's mind was instantly filled with memories of last night.

He suddenly sat up, yanking out the IV needle, and bright red blood flowed down his hand.

Dominic was so scared he immediately pressed a cotton swab to the wound. "Mr. Winters, your stomach condition flared up. The doctor wants you to stay for a few days for observation." "No need!" His voice was hoarse and low.

No matter how much Dominic tried to persuade him, Sebastian stubbornly drove away.

When the car reached Joey's building, Sebastian realized his hands and feet were cold, and his fingers were trembling.

He looked up at the room upstairs, feeling like his heart was being crushed.

That heart-wrenching pain quickly spread to every cell in his body.

Only now did he realize he had hurt Joey, the woman who'd rather die than lose her purity for him.

Dragging his exhausted body, he knocked on Joey's door.

Joey opened the door to see a pale Sebastian standing there.

He no longer had his usual upright posture, and his clothes were wrinkled.

There were still a few dried bloodstains on his cuff.

His deep eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.

Joey had never seen Sebastian so disheveled.

Just as she was about to speak, Sebastian's burning hand pulled her into his arms.

His voice was hoarse from struggle. "Joey, I'm sorry."