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?”

It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s not

for her and Edwin

born out of love between Cecilia and

maintained a faint smile as the chilly night caused the window

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

spun her to face

“I will help the

situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and

off not being

enveloped her

wriggle

buried her face on his

with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he assured

Cathy. You’ve been the only

seemed lost

slightly puffy as

she softly nudged him aside and hung her head

both take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

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

if this

days

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

was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

particular day, Mark quit and delegated all his

handing off his duties, Mark

it hard to

position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed

had the deepest understanding of

bound to achieve success in the

lit it, inhaled a few times in silence,

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and

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 it for the sake of a little

responded with indifference, “She’s

he exited, choosing not to

a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring,

came to a halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through

herself at a loss for

as she confessed, “I only loved one man in

anything more.

wheel and quickly made his way to the

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

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Mark had a hunch that it might be

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once

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

through, “We’re

his eyes,

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

could be heard from the other side

over, “Mr. Evans, maybe

own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look

cracked as she

whispered an apology in

tone,

with that, she

his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate

had already

ticket and

there silently, observing the airplanes as they

and Edwin to

keeping Edwin amused with

piano, her posture

one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage

that she might be

on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every day?

they were to find out,

to Waylen, so

was expecting a

unwell, Rena prepared a

speak harshly, Waylen

approached quietly and wrapped his

stopped for

her head, she asked softly,

with a

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

playfully nipped Rena’s soft

getting any younger. Why’s he

and inquired, “Are you implying he’s

you intend to rival him in

I mention before that

poured the soup

Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany

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

drove into the villa and came to a

watched the

eyes filled with

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

ached to

couldn’t help but wish that child had never come

she felt a hand on

around, Waylen

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