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?”

optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life,

Mark protested,

for her

was their son, born out of

as the chilly night caused the window

traced patterns on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should

her to face

“I will help the Thomas family reclaim the

to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what? The virtuous

being in

enveloped her in his

wriggle free, but in

on his

In a hoarse whisper,

Cecilia. My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my heart

seemed lost

eyes appeared slightly puffy as she gently

nudged him aside

take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he was

if

next three days unfolded

continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting

Laura’s father was Paul, she was

Cecilia was disgusted.

his responsibilities. He decided

handing off his duties, Mark

found it hard to say

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

deepest understanding

abilities, you’re bound to achieve success in the

inhaled a few times in silence, then

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

this critical moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed

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 the sake of a

responded with indifference,

exited, choosing not to engage in further

she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you.

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

at a loss for

as she confessed, “I only

more. He headed straight for the

quickly

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

Mark questioned urgently.

him, “This afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge process. She’s likely at the airport

a hunch

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

wait for me to give you

need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about to board the private

his eyes, fatigue washed over

bothering you, let’s discuss it.

soft exhale could be heard from the other

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

own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you

cracked as

whispered an apology in

in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think

she ended the

down slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow,

had already flown

a ticket and settled

observing the airplanes as they

had brought Cecilia and

was keeping Edwin amused with

at the piano, her posture impeccable,

arm while skillfully balancing the

she might

Edwin on the

Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every day?

to find out,

had always been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints to

expecting

Rena prepared a pot of soup

harshly, Waylen headed

wrapped his arms

stopped for a

she asked

with a simple

Mark’s and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena

nipped

“Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s

and inquired,

you intend to rival him

responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of gratitude to

soup

“Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to accompany

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

the villa and came to

the

eyes filled with

the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a

heart ached to see him

that child

felt a hand

turned around,

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