A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Nevertheless, she assumed that if she died, the feud between the Jones family and the Evans family would finally be over, and then Raphael would be able to marry Olivia without any worries.

Meanwhile, she still wanted to see Leyla one last time.

She was sure that Olivia, who was naturally a soft-hearted person, would not disagree to this.

By now, it was rush hour and the traffic was quite heavy.

Clenching her fist tightly, Kiley summoned all her courage and ran towards an oncoming vehicle that was moving at high speed.

A very loud screeching sound was heard as the driver hit the brake hurriedly, but the crash still happened nonetheless.

The whole scene was a mess.

The car’s front window was covered in blood.

Kiley lay on the ground, slowly losing consciousness.

In her hand, there was a note in which she had written two phone numbers.

One was Raphael’s while the other was Olivia’s number.

Passers-by rushed over to rescue her, but she kept mumbling, “My son… my son… and daughter-in-law… I want to see… Leyla.

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Her grandchild, Leyla.

Not only did she want her to come back into the family, she also hoped that Raphael would be happy and have the life he deserved.

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She thought to herself.

I’m sorry, I don’t know how to please people.

After your father died, we were bullied so badly.

I know I should’ve treated you better, but I have been through a lot as well, and now, I’ve even got cancer.

Son, I really wish you could be happy every day of your life.

When Raphael was eventually informed, he rushed to the scene.

But what he saw left him stunned.

Barely half an hour ago, Kiley was in his office, asking him to marry Olivia.

Now, here she was on the road, on the verge of death!

The ambulance had arrived and the paramedics had tried every possible means to save Kiley, but it all seemed to be in vain.

“I’m sorry, Mr.

Jones, but we tried our best.

There was nothing more we could have done,” they informed him sadly.

Kiley lay in the ambulance, her body stained with blood.

Despite the pain, one thing remained clear in her mind.

She weakly released her grip.

Even though she was badly hurt, she still held onto the note with two phone numbers in her hand.

One belonged to Raphael, the other to Olivia.