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?”

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

a gravelly tone, Mark protested,

for her and

son, born out of love

the chilly night

fingers traced patterns on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll wait for you in

spun her to

help the Thomas family reclaim the custody of

to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what? The virtuous acts you’ve undertaken truly worry me.

off not being in a relationship filled with

her in his

wriggle free, but

her face on his shoulder, weeping

In

My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been

seemed lost

as she

she softly nudged him aside

a

Mark watched her intently.

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

uncertain if this

next three days unfolded without

visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the phone, always speaking to

was Paul, she

Cecilia was disgusted.

all his

off his duties, Mark

hard to say

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

had the deepest understanding

you’re bound to achieve success in the business

lit it, inhaled a few times in silence,

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

Cathy

is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go of all of

indifference, “She’s

choosing not to engage in further conversation with

after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you.

to a halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through

found herself at a loss

lips quivered as she confessed, “I

anything more.

wheel and quickly

he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin

Mark questioned urgently.

Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge process. She’s likely at the airport by

Mark had a hunch that it might be

downstairs and dialed

brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at the airport now? I’m

need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about to

Mark massaged his eyes,

bothering you, let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it through. Please, don’t act rashly,

heard from the

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

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

logic in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

with that, she ended

his car, lighting a cigarette and taking

had already flown

and

airplanes as they

had brought Cecilia and Edwin to

was keeping Edwin

was at the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome

with one arm while skillfully balancing

that she might be inconveniencing Waylen a

Edwin on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every day? I’m telling you, our parents are still

to find out,

always been obedient to Waylen, so she kept

expecting

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the

approached quietly and wrapped his arms around Rena from

for a

she asked softly, “You’re

confirmed with a

the loop about Mark’s and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the

nipped Rena’s soft

getting any younger. Why’s he still making things tough

lip and inquired, “Are you implying he’s too

do you intend to rival him

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

poured the soup into

plenty of comfort

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his hand with

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany Cecilia to comfort

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

the

villa and came to a halt. A lean figure

the man in

eyes filled with

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

ached to see him like

wish that child had

felt a

she turned around,

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