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?”

remarked, “Mark, perhaps 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 backseat to your

Mark protested,

love for her

was their son, born out

the chilly night caused the

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

her

will help the Thomas

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

Cecilia was better off not being in a

her in

attempted to wriggle free,

buried her face on his

was filled with regret. In

with Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my heart all

lost

slightly puffy as she

she softly nudged him aside

take a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with

was uncertain if this

three days

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

was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his responsibilities.

duties,

found it hard to

grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark

the deepest understanding of

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

lit it, inhaled

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

Cathy arrived and

you lost your mind? 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,

not to engage in further conversation with

a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you. You ought to visit

through your mind when Laura was born?

found herself at a loss for

“I only loved one

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

took the wheel and quickly made

found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were

Mark questioned urgently.

afternoon, Mr. 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 Cecilia’s number

didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at the airport now? I’m

through, “We’re about to board the private

his eyes,

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

exhale could be heard from the other side of

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

cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me

voice cracked

whispered an

her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

with that, she ended the

phone down slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he

had already

ticket and settled into the

the airplanes as they took

brought Cecilia and Edwin

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused with

the piano, her posture

with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with the

sensed that she might be inconveniencing

the ground and

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

were to find out, who knows what could

to Waylen, so she kept her

was expecting

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of

and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the

wrapped his arms around Rena

for a

she asked

confirmed with a simple

odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck

nipped

frustration, he remarked, “Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s he still making

her lower lip and inquired, “Are

do you intend to

dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt

the soup into a

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort

Waylen had profound eyes.

might age her, but it only added a

He was deeply touched.

his emotions and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany Cecilia to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

the

the villa and came

watched the

filled

away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

to see him

child had never

felt a hand on her

around, Waylen was

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