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?”

Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life, taking a backseat to your

tone, Mark protested,

love for her and Edwin

out of love between Cecilia

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.

spun her to

eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas

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

off not being in

her in

attempted to wriggle free, but in

on his

was filled with regret. In a hoarse

You’ve been the only one in my heart all

lost in

puffy as

softly nudged him aside

take a moment

Mark watched her intently.

had matured, becoming a woman

uncertain if this was a

next three days unfolded without

but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed

Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become just

handing off his duties,

hard

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

the deepest

to achieve success in the business

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

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and

your mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your

responded with indifference,

not to engage in

shock for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you. You ought to

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

found herself at a

as she confessed, “I only loved one man in my

to say anything more. He headed straight for the

took the wheel and quickly made his way

found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin

Mark questioned urgently.

your wife with the

Mark had a hunch that it might be

downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in his

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

through, “We’re about to board the

massaged his eyes, fatigue

be sensible. If something’s bothering you, let’s discuss it. Let’s

be heard from the other

after a pause, Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t

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

cracked as she

an

tone, Cecilia

she ended

phone down slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his drive to

had already flown

ticket and settled into

the airplanes as they took

brought Cecilia and Edwin to

was keeping Edwin amused

at the piano, her posture impeccable,

effortlessly cradled Edwin with one arm while

sensed that she might be inconveniencing Waylen a

the ground and regarded Cecilia’s

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

were to find out, who knows what could

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints

expecting

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

Waylen headed to the

quietly and wrapped his arms

stopped for a

turning her head, she asked softly,

with a

the loop about Mark’s and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with

playfully nipped Rena’s

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

on her lower lip and inquired, “Are you

do you intend to

mention before that I owe

poured the soup

“Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

stared at Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany Cecilia

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

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

the

eyes filled

house right away, he pulled out

heart ached to

help but wish that child had never come

she felt a hand

turned around,

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