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?”

smiled faintly and 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 your life, taking a backseat

a gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s not

her and

was their son, born out of love between

night caused the window to

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

spun her to face

“I will help the Thomas family reclaim the

and asked, “Reclaim custody of Laura? Is that a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark,

Cecilia was better off not being in a

her

to wriggle free, but

buried her face on his shoulder,

regret. In a hoarse whisper,

been the only

seemed lost

appeared slightly puffy as she

she softly nudged him aside

a moment

Mark watched her intently.

becoming a woman with independent thoughts

if this was a positive

days unfolded without

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

father was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

this particular day, Mark quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become just an

handing off his duties, Mark lingered

it hard

grown accustomed to working with Mark, he

who had the deepest understanding of Mark,

you’re bound to achieve

a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few times

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

critical moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed

“Mark, have you lost your mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career!

responded with indifference, “She’s

exited, choosing not to engage

moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has

came to a halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was

at a

she confessed, “I only loved one man in

to say anything more. He headed straight for

the wheel and quickly made his way to the

he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia

Mark questioned urgently.

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

had a hunch

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number

the call, and after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride?

voice came through, “We’re about to

his eyes,

something’s bothering you, let’s discuss it. Let’s

could be heard from the

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

of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child

cracked as she

an apology in

her tone,

with that, she

lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued

had already

purchased a ticket and settled into

there silently, observing the airplanes as they took off and

Cecilia and Edwin to

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the

effortlessly cradled Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing the

she might be

Edwin on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

about you and nag you every day? I’m telling you, our parents are still unaware of

they were to find out, who

obedient to Waylen, so she kept

was expecting

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to

and wrapped his arms around Rena from

stopped for a

she asked softly,

with

odds with Cecilia, Rena

nipped Rena’s

he remarked, “Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s he still making things

nibbled on her lower lip and

intend to rival

a light laugh, Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of gratitude to you

soup into a

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the

Waylen had profound eyes.

might age her, but it only added a refined

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to

Cecilia reassured Rena that she was okay and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with the noise of a

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

black sports car gracefully drove into the villa and came to a halt. A lean figure emerged from the

watched the man

eyes filled with

standing next to the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette

to

child

felt a hand on her

turned around,