A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1661-1670

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 mere extras in the screenplay of

tone, Mark protested,

for her and Edwin

son, born out of love

chilly night caused the window

on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle

spun her to

her eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the

need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what? The virtuous acts

was better off not being

her in

wriggle free, but

face on

filled with regret. In a

been the only one in

seemed lost in

eyes appeared slightly puffy as

nudged him aside and hung her head low,

both take a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while

uncertain if

days unfolded without

but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the phone, always speaking to

Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become

handing off his duties, Mark lingered in

it hard to say

position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now

deepest

bound to achieve success in

pulled out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few times in silence, then crushed it

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

moment, Cathy arrived

hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be

responded with indifference,

choosing not to engage in further conversation

she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura

went through your mind when Laura was

found herself at a loss for

she confessed, “I only

didn’t want to say anything more. He

wheel and quickly

Edwin’s ward, he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were

Mark questioned urgently.

afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge process. She’s

Folwer? Mark had a hunch that it might

dialed Cecilia’s number once

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

no need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re

Mark massaged his eyes, fatigue washed over

it. Let’s

could be heard from the other side of

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

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

voice cracked

whispered an

logic in her tone, Cecilia

with that, she ended

slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs…

already

and settled into the departure

the airplanes as they took

had brought Cecilia and Edwin to

keeping Edwin

the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome

with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with

might

Edwin on the ground and

look after Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and

out, who knows what could

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept

expecting

prepared

he might become more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer Rena some

wrapped his arms

for a

her head, she asked

confirmed with

Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the

nipped Rena’s

getting any younger. Why’s he still

lip and inquired, “Are you implying he’s

to rival him in

mention before that I owe a debt

poured the soup into a

“Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming

Waylen had profound eyes.

might age her, but

He was deeply touched.

sensed his emotions and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany Cecilia to

reassured Rena that she was okay and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

into the villa and came to a halt.

watched the man

eyes filled

going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep

ached to

that child had never come into their

a

turned around,

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