A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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?”

smiled faintly and remarked, “Mark, perhaps I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras

gravelly tone, Mark protested,

love for her and Edwin was

their son, born out of love between Cecilia

a faint smile as the chilly night caused the window to fog up with water

silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll

spun her to

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

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

off not being in a relationship filled

her in

attempted to wriggle free,

her face on his

with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he

with Cathy. You’ve been the only one in

lost in

eyes appeared slightly puffy as she

she softly nudged him aside and hung her head

both take a

Mark watched her intently.

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

uncertain if this was a positive

three days unfolded

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

Laura’s father was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

delegated all his responsibilities. He

off his duties, Mark lingered in

hard

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

the deepest understanding of Mark,

abilities, you’re bound to achieve success

lit it, inhaled a few times in

“Let’s move on.”

ready

critical moment, Cathy

to contain her 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 of

with indifference,

to engage in further conversation with

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

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

at a loss

as she confessed, “I only loved one man

more. He headed straight for the

quickly

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

Mark questioned urgently.

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

had a hunch that it might be

downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once

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

no need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re

his eyes, fatigue

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

could be heard from the other side of the

carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe

after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of

cracked

whispered an apology in

her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think

that, she

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

had already

purchased a ticket and

there silently, observing the airplanes as they took off and

Cecilia and Edwin to his

Leonel was keeping Edwin

the piano, her posture impeccable, the

with one arm while skillfully balancing

might be inconveniencing Waylen

Edwin on the ground and regarded

dad to worry about you and nag you every

they were to find out, who knows

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her

was expecting

unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup for

speak harshly, Waylen headed to

quietly and wrapped his

for a

head, she

confirmed with

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

playfully nipped

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

and inquired, “Are you implying

intend to

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

soup into

“Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany Cecilia to

to bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

into the villa and came to a halt. A lean

watched the

filled

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 puffs as if he were

ached to see him like

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

a

she turned around,