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?”

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

Mark

for her and

out of love between Cecilia and

night caused the

fingers traced patterns on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone

spun her to face

into her eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas family

you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you

not being in a relationship

enveloped her in

to wriggle free, but in

on his shoulder,

In a hoarse whisper, he

me, Cecilia. My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been

lost in

as she

nudged him aside and hung her

both take a

Mark watched her intently.

had matured, becoming a woman

if this was a positive

three days

refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the

was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

and delegated all his responsibilities. He

his duties, Mark

hard to say

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

had the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

to achieve success in the

He lit it, inhaled a few times in silence,

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

critical moment, Cathy arrived

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 career! You should

with indifference, “She’s

choosing not to engage in further conversation with

she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been

through your mind when Laura

herself at a

confessed, “I only loved

say anything more. He headed straight for

took the wheel and quickly made his way to the

the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were

Mark questioned urgently.

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

hunch that

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

you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at the airport now?

Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re

eyes,

discuss it. Let’s talk it

could be heard from the other side

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

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

cracked as she

an apology

in her tone, Cecilia

she

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

had already flown

and settled into the departure

observing the airplanes as they

had brought Cecilia and

keeping

was at the piano, her posture impeccable,

effortlessly cradled Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing

might be

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded

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

out, who knows

obedient to Waylen, so she

was expecting a

Rena prepared

and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer Rena some

his arms around Rena from

stopped for

head, she

confirmed with a simple

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

playfully nipped Rena’s

hint of frustration, he remarked, “Mark’s not getting any younger.

lip and inquired,

to

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

soup into

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming

Waylen had profound eyes.

a serene and collected expression. Time might age her,

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany Cecilia to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for

gracefully drove into the villa and came

the man

eyes filled

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

ached to see

that child had never

felt a

around,

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