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?”

perhaps I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras

a gravelly tone, Mark

her and Edwin was

was their son, born out of

a faint smile as the chilly night caused 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 face

into her eyes, he affirmed, “I will help

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

being

her in

to wriggle

her face on his shoulder,

In

You’ve been the only one

seemed lost

puffy as she

nudged him aside

a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

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

he was uncertain if this was a

days unfolded without

Mark continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the phone, always speaking

Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become

duties, Mark lingered in

it hard to

Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on a fresh

had the deepest understanding

you’re bound to

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

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

Cathy

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

indifference, “She’s my

choosing not to engage in further conversation

after him, murmuring, “Laura has been

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

at

“I only

didn’t want to say anything more. He headed straight for the

and quickly made

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

Mark questioned urgently.

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

a hunch that it might

and dialed Cecilia’s number once in

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

came through, “We’re

eyes, fatigue washed over

it. Let’s talk it through. Please, don’t act

heard from the

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

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

voice cracked as

an apology

her tone, Cecilia urged,

she

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

already

purchased a ticket and settled

observing the airplanes

and Edwin to

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused

piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome of

arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with

sensed that she might be inconveniencing

on the

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

find out, who knows what could

Waylen, so she kept her complaints

expecting a

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot

irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to

wrapped his arms

stopped for

she asked

confirmed with a simple

With Mark at odds

playfully nipped Rena’s

frustration, he remarked, “Mark’s not getting any

nibbled on her lower lip and

to rival him in

a light laugh, Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before

poured the soup into

whispered gently, “Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in

Waylen had profound eyes.

might age her,

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany Cecilia

with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with the noise of

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

villa and came

the man in

eyes filled with

house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep puffs as if he

to see

that child had never come

felt a hand

around, Waylen

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