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?”

clear to me that Edwin and I

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

love for her and

was their son, born out

faint smile as the chilly night caused the window to fog

glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll wait for you

her to

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

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

being in a relationship filled with

her in

wriggle free, but

on his shoulder, weeping

with regret. In a hoarse

You’ve been the

lost in

as she gently shook her

softly nudged him aside

a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

moment, he could only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while

if

days unfolded

time, Mark continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the phone, always speaking to

was Paul, she

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He

handing off his duties, Mark lingered in his

found it hard

to step down from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed

had the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

you’re bound to achieve success

it, inhaled a few times in silence, then crushed it

“Let’s move on.”

ready

moment, Cathy

mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You

indifference,

to

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

“Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was born? Did

found herself at a

lips quivered as she confessed, “I

didn’t want to say anything more. He headed straight for

took the wheel and quickly

nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia

Mark questioned urgently.

assisted your wife with

Folwer? Mark had a hunch that

dialed Cecilia’s number once in

call, and after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at the airport now? I’m on my

Cecilia’s voice came through,

eyes,

you, let’s discuss it. Let’s

could be heard from the

with emotion, carried over, “Mr.

of all that turmoil. Now, you want me

voice cracked

whispered an

tone, Cecilia urged,

that, she ended

into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking

had already flown

ticket and settled into the departure

observing the airplanes as they

and

was keeping Edwin

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome of

cradled Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with

might be inconveniencing Waylen a

on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

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

were to find out, who knows what could

Waylen, so she kept

was expecting a

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of

irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer

wrapped his

for a

she asked softly,

confirmed with

Mark at odds with

playfully nipped

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

nibbled on her lower lip and inquired,

intend to rival him

I mention before that I owe

poured the soup into a

Cecilia plenty of comfort

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany Cecilia to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

the window for

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

the man in

eyes filled

noticed Mark standing next to the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep

heart ached to see him

couldn’t help but wish that child had never come into

felt a hand on her

she turned around, Waylen was

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