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?”

been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin

Mark

love for her and Edwin was

out of love between Cecilia

night

“Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these.

her to

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

be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father.

being in a

her in

to wriggle free,

her face on

filled with regret. In a hoarse whisper,

heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been

seemed lost in

as she gently shook

nudged him aside and

both take a

Mark watched her intently.

that she had matured, becoming

if

days unfolded without

refrained from visiting Laura. He only

father was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

this particular day, Mark quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become just an

duties, Mark lingered in

found it hard to

to step down from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on

the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

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

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

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

this critical moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed

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

with indifference, “She’s my

that, he exited, choosing not to engage in further conversation with

a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura

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

herself at a loss

confessed, “I only

to say anything more. He headed straight for

took the wheel and quickly made his

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

Mark questioned urgently.

your wife with the discharge process. She’s likely at the

had a hunch

Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in his

he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are

came through, “We’re about to board

eyes, fatigue washed over

let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it

soft exhale could be heard from the other side of

carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe

a fear of death a few years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all

cracked as

an apology in

tone, Cecilia

she ended

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

had already

purchased a ticket and settled into the

the airplanes as they took off and

Cecilia and Edwin to his

was keeping Edwin

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the

while skillfully balancing

might be

gently placed Edwin on the ground

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

find out,

Waylen, so she kept

expecting a

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen

and wrapped his arms around Rena from

for a

her head, she asked softly,

confirmed with a simple

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

playfully nipped

not getting any younger. Why’s he still making things tough

nibbled on her lower lip and inquired, “Are

you intend to

Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I

the soup

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

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany Cecilia to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the

villa and came to a halt. A lean figure

watched the man in

eyes filled with

to the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

ached to see him like

wish that child had never come into

she felt a hand on her

around,

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