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?”

to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay

Mark protested, “That’s

for her and

their son, born out of

as the chilly night caused

long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll wait for

spun her to

help the Thomas family reclaim the custody

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, you know what? The virtuous acts you’ve undertaken truly worry me. I… I’m utterly

was better off not being in a relationship filled with such

enveloped her in his

to wriggle free,

her face on his shoulder,

In a

Cathy. You’ve been the

lost

slightly puffy as she gently shook her

softly nudged him aside and hung her

take a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent

uncertain if

three days unfolded without

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

was Paul, she

Cecilia was disgusted.

Mark quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to

handing off his duties,

it hard

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

the deepest understanding

bound to achieve success in the

a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed Mark’s

connections

with indifference, “She’s

not to engage in further conversation with

hurried after

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

found herself at a

lips quivered as she confessed, “I only

want to say anything more. He headed straight for the

wheel and quickly made his way to the

ward, he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were

Mark questioned urgently.

your wife with

had a hunch that

downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number

after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait

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

eyes, fatigue washed

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

heard from

with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans,

my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil.

cracked as

whispered an

logic in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

with that, she

a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the

had already flown

purchased a ticket and settled into

sat there silently, observing the airplanes as they took off

Cecilia and

was keeping Edwin amused

her posture

arm while skillfully balancing the

she might be

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 unaware of what happened between

were to find out, who

to Waylen, so she kept

was expecting

Rena prepared a

irate and speak harshly, Waylen

quietly and wrapped his arms around Rena from

stopped for a

head, she asked softly,

with

Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s affection for her remained

playfully nipped Rena’s

getting any younger. Why’s

her lower lip and

do you intend to rival him in moral

Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt

the soup

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to accompany Cecilia

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the window for

gracefully drove into the villa and came to a halt.

watched the

filled

out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep puffs

to see him

help but wish that child had

felt a hand on her

turned around, Waylen was

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