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?”

that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your

a gravelly tone, Mark

for her and Edwin

son, born out of

as the chilly night caused the

after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should

her to

affirmed, “I will help the Thomas family reclaim the custody

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

being in a relationship

her in

wriggle free, but

buried her face on

regret. In a hoarse

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

lost in

as she gently

she softly nudged him aside and hung her

a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

that moment, he could only sense that she had matured, becoming

if this was a positive

days unfolded

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

father was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

and delegated all his responsibilities.

off his duties, Mark lingered

found it hard

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

who had the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

to achieve success in the

inhaled a few times in silence, then crushed

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

Cathy

Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go of all of it

responded with indifference, “She’s

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

after him,

halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was born? Did you ever love

at a loss for

“I

say anything more.

wheel and quickly made his

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

Mark questioned urgently.

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

a hunch that

Mark dashed downstairs and dialed

the call, and after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to

through, “We’re about

massaged his eyes, fatigue washed

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

from

emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans,

death a few years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look

voice cracked as she

an apology

her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

she ended the

taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his drive to the

had already

ticket and

there silently, observing the airplanes as

had brought Cecilia and Edwin

Leonel was keeping Edwin

piano, her posture

one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with the

she might be inconveniencing Waylen a

placed Edwin on the ground and

have your job. Who will look after Edwin? Or do 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 you

to find out, who

had always been obedient to Waylen, so

was expecting a

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot

speak harshly, Waylen headed

his arms around Rena from

stopped for

turning her head, she asked

confirmed with a

at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully,

playfully nipped Rena’s soft

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

her lower lip and inquired, “Are you implying

do you intend to rival him in moral

Didn’t I mention before

soup into a

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of

Waylen had profound eyes.

saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age her, but

He was deeply touched.

tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany Cecilia to comfort

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the

gracefully drove into the villa and came to a halt. A lean

watched the man in

eyes filled

the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep puffs as if he

ached to see

help but wish that child

felt a

around, Waylen

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