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?”

Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life, taking a

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her and Edwin was

their son, born out of love between

smile as the chilly night

she offered, “Maybe I

her to face

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

and asked, “Reclaim 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

Cecilia was better off not being in a relationship

enveloped her in his

wriggle

face on his shoulder,

filled with regret. In a hoarse

been the only one in my

lost

slightly puffy as she gently

softly nudged him aside and hung her

a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he

was uncertain if this

three days unfolded

to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed

father was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

all his responsibilities. He decided to

handing off his duties,

hard to

position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed

the deepest understanding of Mark,

to achieve success in the business

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

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

Cathy arrived and surveyed Mark’s

questioned, “Mark, have 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

responded with indifference,

to engage in further

before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing

halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was

found herself at

“I only loved one man

want to say anything more. He headed straight for

wheel and quickly made his

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

Mark questioned urgently.

wife with

Folwer? Mark had a hunch

and dialed

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

voice came through, “We’re about to board the

massaged his eyes, fatigue washed

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

soft exhale could be heard from the other

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

Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child and even request that I be

cracked

an apology

tone, Cecilia urged, “Think

with that, she ended

into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his drive to the

had already

a ticket and

observing the airplanes as they took

and Edwin to his

keeping Edwin amused

was at the piano, her

while skillfully balancing the luggage with

she might

gently placed Edwin on the ground and

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

they were to find out, who knows what could

obedient to Waylen,

was expecting a

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to

quietly and wrapped his

for

her head, she asked

with a

informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully,

playfully nipped Rena’s

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

nibbled on her lower lip and inquired, “Are

do you intend to rival him in

before that I owe a debt of

the soup

gently, “Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

sensed his emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany

bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with the

Cecilia speculated silently.

the

into the villa and came

the man

filled with

pulled out a cigarette and lit

to see

child had never

she felt a

turned around,

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