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?”

perhaps I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her and

born out of love between Cecilia

faint smile as the chilly night caused

on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave

spun her

“I will help the Thomas family reclaim the custody

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?

was better off not being in a

her in his

attempted to wriggle free, but in

face on

In a hoarse whisper,

My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my heart

lost in

eyes appeared slightly puffy as

nudged him aside and hung

a

Mark watched her intently.

had matured, becoming a

uncertain if this was a positive

days unfolded

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

Laura’s father was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided

duties, Mark lingered in his

it hard to say

grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on a

the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

bound to achieve success in the

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

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

critical moment, Cathy arrived and

life’s hard work is here. Your connections and

with indifference, “She’s my

he exited, choosing not to

for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has

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

herself at a

she confessed, “I only loved one man in my

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

wheel and quickly made his

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

Mark questioned urgently.

Folwer assisted your wife with

a hunch that it might be

Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in his

after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give

came through, “We’re about to board the private

eyes, fatigue washed over

something’s bothering you, let’s discuss it.

be heard from the other

after a pause, Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans,

was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me

voice cracked

an apology

tone, Cecilia urged, “Think

that, she ended

slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was

had already

purchased a ticket and settled into the

airplanes as they took off

Cecilia and

keeping Edwin amused with

at the piano, her posture

arm while skillfully balancing the

might be

gently placed Edwin on the

our dad to worry about you and nag you

to find out, who knows what could

Waylen,

was expecting a

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup for

and speak harshly, Waylen headed

quietly and wrapped his

for a

head, she asked softly,

with a

With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s affection for her

nipped

not getting any younger. Why’s he still

and inquired, “Are

you intend to rival

Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of gratitude

the soup into

Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany Cecilia to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

came

watched the man in

eyes filled with

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

to see

child had never come

felt a hand

she turned around,

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