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?”

become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in

tone, Mark protested, “That’s

for her

out of love between

faint smile as the chilly night caused the window to fog up

the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle

her to face

will help the Thomas

The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the

better off not being in a relationship filled

her

wriggle

buried her face on his

In a hoarse whisper, he assured

You’ve been the only one in

lost

appeared slightly puffy as she gently shook

him aside and hung her head

take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he was lost in a

uncertain if this was

next three days

this time, Mark continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He

was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

particular day, Mark quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to

off his duties, Mark

it hard to

Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now

who had the deepest understanding of

abilities, you’re bound to achieve

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

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

this critical moment, Cathy arrived and

astonishment, she 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

responded with indifference,

not to engage in further conversation with

rooted in shock for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has

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

herself at

lips quivered as she confessed, “I only loved one

to say anything more. He headed straight for the

the wheel and quickly made his way

tidying up,

Mark questioned urgently.

afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge process.

a hunch that it

and dialed

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

need.” Cecilia’s voice came through,

eyes, fatigue

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

be heard from the other side

Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you

was the cause of all that turmoil. Now,

cracked as

whispered an apology in

in her tone,

that, she

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

had already

a ticket and settled into the

airplanes as they took off

Cecilia and

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused with

at the piano, her posture

while skillfully

sensed that she might be

gently placed Edwin on the ground and

your job. Who will look after Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and

were to find out,

always been obedient to Waylen,

was expecting

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot

speak harshly, Waylen headed to the

quietly and wrapped his

for

she asked softly,

confirmed with a simple

at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s affection for

nipped

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

lip and inquired, “Are

to rival him

laugh, Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt

the soup

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the

Waylen had profound eyes.

saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed his

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany Cecilia to

to bed with Edwin. Later that night,

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the window for a

drove into the villa and came

watched the

filled

he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He

to see

but wish that child had never come into

felt a hand on her

around, Waylen was

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