A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

You reek of her presence.”

Mark was left in a state of shock.

He held on yet whispered close to her ear, “There’s nothing between her and me. I feel sorry for Laura. That’s all.”

“Is that why you weren’t there for your son during his operation?”

Cecilia shoved him off.

Mark reached for her again, but she lifted her hand sternly, saying,

“Mark! Stop this right now.”

She cast a cold gaze in his direction.

Mark gradually stood upright, his desire to speak held back by an inability to find the right words.

Their first intense fight unfolded.

Mark had his hands full elsewhere, yet concerns for Cecilia’s exhaustion lingered, so he asked a nurse to watch Edwin. Once things were in order, he said softly, “Rest on the couch. I’ll return as soon as I can.”

Cecilia felt nothing.

Mark’s throat worked as he tried to speak, then he finally departed.

Inside the car.

Peter’s tense nerves finally eased, and he spoke candidly.

“I know I am in no position to comment. But may I know why you still took care of that child? I had already advised against it. I believe Cecilia is quite displeased with this situation.”

Sitting in the back, Mark’s hands were tight balls of tension.

He didn’t intend to be concerned about Laura, but she was a lively little girl.

He was unsure about how Cathy would treat Laura if he didn’t give Laura his attention.

Right at that instant, Cathy called him once more.

Mark felt irked.

He passed the phone to Peter without a second thought, and Peter quickly grasped the situation. Soon after, Peter took the call, explaining, “It so happens that Mr. Evans’ son is ill. He’s tied up and can’t attend to other things right now. Miss Wilson, have you considered asking Paul’s family for assistance? They are more than willing to help you with childcare.”

Cathy’s response was icy.

“He put you up to this, right?”

Peter offered an awkward grin.

The line went dead as Cathy disconnected.

Peter gestured with the phone toward Mark, grumbling, “Cathy’s got quite the nerve, doesn’t she?”

Mark adjusted his shirt and pondered briefly before instructing,

“Ship off the DNA report to the Thomas family and secure a trustworthy lawyer to assist them with the case and to retrieve the custody of Laura.”

Peter’s face lit up with a grin.

“That’s the way to go.”

Mark’s day was packed.

Sleep had been scarce for him over the past two nights, yet despite feeling exhausted, he made his way to the hospital without delay.

While on the way to the hospital, Cathy’s calls kept interrupting him.

He picked up and suggested she speak with the doctor instead.

After the call, Mark’s spirits were low. He knew he hadn’t handled the situation with Paul’s daughter well, likely causing Cecilia pain, and he felt awful for that.

Cecilia was correct. Why should she try to comprehend him? Why should she linger and wait for him to sort things out?

The thought of Edwin’s condition weighed heavily on Mark, stirring up feelings of remorse.

He had the driver pull over so he could purchase a toy for Edwin.

Soon, Mark reached the hospital.

Edwin had awakened.

The doctor mentioned that Edwin was allowed to eat, and now he sat beside Zoey, savoring the porridge Zoey had prepared. The porridge was tasty and made his appetite soar.

Cecilia was engrossed in her work, sitting on the couch with a laptop.

Once collecting himself, Mark entered with a faint smile and said,

“Edwin. How are you feeling?”

Seeing Mark brought a smile to Edwin’s face.

Children had a remarkable capacity for forgiveness.

Mark placed the new toy on Edwin’s bedside table, which Edwin adored instantly. Stroking Edwin’s hair, Mark asked softly, “Is the pain still bothering you?”

“Just a bit.” Edwin’s voice was soft.

Guilt washed over Mark as he looked at his son.

Mark stayed by Edwin’s side for a time before turning his attention to Cecilia.

Cecilia seemed to pay him no mind, absorbed in her work, which left Mark perplexed. However, with the constant bustle, he understood it wasn’t the moment for personal conversations, so he refrained from bothering her.

It wasn’t until the clock struck ten at night that the ward quieted down.

By then, Edwin had drifted off to sleep.

Cecilia chose not to leave. She showered and remained beside the bed.

In hushed tones, Mark queried, “You really don’t want to talk to me?”

Cecilia paused, momentarily taken aback.

Releasing Edwin’s hand, Cecilia approached the ward window and whispered, “Edwin will recover in three days, and then I’LL bring him back to Duefron.”

Mark’s heart felt a subtle squeeze.

He approached her slowly and gently grasped her slender shoulder from behind.

“What are you implying?”

remarked, “Mark, perhaps I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

love for her and Edwin

out of love

night caused the window to fog up

after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll wait for

spun her to face

“I will help the

Is that a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you

Cecilia was better off not being in a relationship filled with

enveloped her in

wriggle free, but in

buried her face on

was filled with regret. In a hoarse whisper,

isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the only one in

seemed lost in

appeared slightly puffy as

nudged him aside and hung her

both take a moment

Mark watched her intently.

that moment, he could only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with

if this was a positive

next three days unfolded

Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the

was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

particular day, Mark quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided

off his duties, Mark

hard

Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to

deepest

abilities, you’re bound to

lit it, inhaled a

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

this critical moment, Cathy

to contain her astonishment, she questioned, “Mark, have you lost your mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising

responded with indifference, “She’s my

exited, choosing not to engage in

hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you. You ought to visit

through your mind when Laura was born? Did you ever

herself at

confessed, “I only loved one

say anything more. He headed straight for the

took the wheel and quickly made his way

found the nurse tidying up, but

Mark questioned urgently.

nurse informed him, “This afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge process. She’s likely at the airport

Mark had a hunch that it

Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in his

“Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at

through, “We’re about to

Mark massaged his eyes, fatigue washed

you, let’s discuss it. Let’s

be heard from the other

thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it, being so close

a few years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child and

cracked as

an apology in

in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

she ended

then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking

had already flown

purchased a ticket and settled

the airplanes

brought Cecilia and Edwin to his

was keeping Edwin amused

piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome

cradled Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing

she might be inconveniencing Waylen a

placed Edwin on the

have your job. Who will look after Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every

they were to find out, who

been obedient to Waylen, so

was expecting

Rena prepared a

more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer Rena

his arms around

stopped for

her head, she asked softly,

confirmed with a

Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s affection for her remained

nipped

a hint of frustration, he remarked, “Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s he still making things tough for

her lower lip and inquired,

you intend to rival him

Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of

poured the soup into a

plenty of comfort

Waylen had profound eyes.

and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age her, but it only added

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to

was okay and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with the noise

Cecilia speculated silently.

the

black sports car gracefully drove into the villa and came to a halt. A

the man in

filled

standing next to the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a

heart ached to see him like

help but wish that child had never come

she felt a hand

around,