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?”

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

a gravelly tone, Mark

her and Edwin

born out of

chilly night caused the window to fog up with

after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone

spun her to face

eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas family reclaim the custody of

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.

was better off not being in a relationship

enveloped her in

attempted to wriggle free,

on

regret. In a

Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my heart all these

seemed lost in

slightly puffy as

she softly nudged him aside and

both take a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

matured, becoming a woman

if this was

days unfolded

from visiting

was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

and delegated all his

his duties, Mark lingered in his

hard

from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on a fresh

had the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

bound to achieve success in

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

“Let’s move on.”

ready

this critical moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed Mark’s

life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let

indifference, “She’s

not to engage in further conversation with

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

what went through

herself at

“I

want to say anything more.

quickly made his way to the

he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Folwer? Mark had a hunch

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number

“Why didn’t you wait for me

Cecilia’s voice came through,

massaged his eyes, fatigue washed over

let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it through. Please,

soft exhale could be heard from

Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it, being

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

cracked as

whispered an apology

logic in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think

she ended

into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow,

already

ticket and settled into

the airplanes

had brought Cecilia and Edwin to his

was keeping Edwin

her posture impeccable,

one arm while

that she might be

gently placed Edwin on the

and nag you every day? I’m telling you, our parents are still unaware of what

they were to find out, who knows

always been obedient to Waylen,

expecting

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup for

Waylen headed to the kitchen

his arms around Rena from

for a

she

confirmed with a simple

With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle,

playfully nipped Rena’s

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

her lower lip and inquired, “Are you

intend to rival him in

“I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt

poured the soup

Cecilia plenty of

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed his

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany

okay and headed to bed with Edwin.

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the

villa and came to

watched the man

eyes filled with

pulled out a cigarette and

to see him like

couldn’t help but wish that child had never come

she felt a

around, Waylen was

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