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?”

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

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

for her

born out of love between Cecilia

the chilly night caused

offered, “Maybe I

her to

eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas family reclaim the custody of

The child belongs to Cathy, and

being in a relationship filled

her in his

to wriggle free, but

her face on his shoulder, weeping

In a hoarse whisper,

You’ve been

seemed lost

eyes appeared slightly puffy as

aside

both take a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he was lost

he was uncertain if this was a

next three days

this time, Mark continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting

was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become

handing off his duties, Mark

found it hard

grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now

deepest

your abilities, you’re bound to achieve success in the business

pulled out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few times

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

critical moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed Mark’s

All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go of all of it for

responded with indifference, “She’s my

exited, choosing not to engage in further

hurried after him,

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

found herself at a

“I only

more. He headed straight for the

and quickly made his way to the

found the nurse tidying up,

Mark questioned urgently.

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

had a hunch that it

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 on my

no need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about to board the

Mark massaged his eyes, fatigue washed over

sensible. If something’s bothering you, let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it through. Please,

soft exhale could be heard from

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

Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want

cracked

whispered an apology

in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

she

a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was

already

a ticket and settled

observing the airplanes as they took

had brought Cecilia and Edwin to

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the

while skillfully balancing the luggage with the

that she might

gently placed Edwin on the ground

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

were to find out, who

been obedient to Waylen, so she

expecting

prepared a

Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer Rena some

approached quietly and wrapped his arms

stopped for a

she asked softly,

with

at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully,

nipped Rena’s

a hint of frustration, he remarked, “Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s he still making things tough for

and inquired, “Are you implying he’s too

you intend to rival him in moral

I mention before that I owe a debt of

the soup

Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

came to

watched the man in

eyes filled with

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

to see him

child had never come into

felt a

turned around, Waylen was

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