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?”

become clear to me that Edwin and

gravelly tone, Mark

for her and Edwin was

was their son, born out of

night caused the window

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

her

help the Thomas family

grinned and asked, “Reclaim custody 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?

Cecilia was better off not being in a

enveloped her

to wriggle free, but in

buried her face on his

filled with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he assured

Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my

seemed lost

as

nudged him aside and hung her head low,

take a moment

Mark watched her intently.

that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent

he was uncertain if this was a positive

next three days unfolded without

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

Laura’s father was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

this particular day, Mark quit and delegated all his

handing off his duties, Mark lingered in his

it hard to say

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

who had the deepest

you’re bound to achieve success in

lit it, inhaled a

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

this critical moment, Cathy

connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go of all of it for the sake

indifference, “She’s my

to engage in further conversation with

stood rooted in shock for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been

a halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was born? Did you ever

found herself at

lips quivered as she confessed, “I

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

wheel and quickly made his

found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were nowhere in

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Folwer? Mark had a hunch that it might

downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number

the call, and 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

need.” Cecilia’s voice came through,

his eyes, fatigue washed

it. Let’s

could be heard from the other side

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

a fear of death a few years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child and even request that I be

cracked

whispered an

tone, Cecilia urged, “Think

she

cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his

had already flown

purchased a ticket and settled into the departure

the airplanes as

and Edwin to his

keeping

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome

one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with the

sensed that she might be inconveniencing

Edwin on the ground and regarded

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

were to find out, who knows

always been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her

was expecting

Rena prepared a pot of soup for

irate and speak harshly, Waylen

wrapped his arms

for

she asked softly, “You’re

with

conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s affection for her remained

nipped Rena’s soft

remarked, “Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s he still

lower lip and inquired, “Are you implying

intend to rival him

mention before that I owe a debt of

poured the soup into

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed his

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for

into the villa and came to a halt.

the

filled

next 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

heart ached to see him like

help but wish that child had never come into

felt a hand on her

turned around, Waylen was