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?”

and remarked, “Mark, perhaps I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life,

Mark protested,

for her and Edwin

was their son, born out of

smile as the chilly night caused

“Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these.

spun her to

help the Thomas family reclaim the custody of

Is that a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father.

better off not being

enveloped her in his

wriggle

her face on his shoulder, weeping

In a hoarse whisper, he assured

me, Cecilia. My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been

lost

appeared slightly puffy as

aside

a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while

uncertain if this was a positive

days unfolded

continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting

father was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become just

duties,

hard to say

decided to step down from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to

who had the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

your abilities, you’re bound to

lit it, inhaled a few

“Let’s move on.”

ready

Cathy

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

with indifference, “She’s my

to engage in

she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you. You ought to

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

at a

she confessed, “I only loved one

didn’t want to say anything more. He

the wheel and quickly made

he found the nurse tidying up,

Mark questioned urgently.

Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge process. She’s likely at the

hunch

dashed downstairs and dialed

brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at

no need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about to board the

massaged his eyes, fatigue

be sensible. If something’s bothering you, let’s discuss it. Let’s

from

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

cracked as

whispered an apology

tone, Cecilia urged,

she ended

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

already flown

and settled into the departure

observing the airplanes

brought Cecilia and

keeping Edwin

the piano, her posture impeccable,

while skillfully balancing the

that she might be inconveniencing

the ground and regarded Cecilia’s

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

out, who knows

obedient to Waylen, so she kept

expecting

prepared a

and speak harshly, Waylen

approached quietly and wrapped his arms around Rena from

for a

she

with a simple

at odds with

playfully nipped Rena’s

getting any younger. Why’s he

her lower lip and inquired, “Are you implying

do you intend to rival

before that I owe a debt of gratitude to

the soup

plenty of

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his hand with

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to accompany Cecilia to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

the window for

gracefully drove into the villa and came to a halt. A

the man

eyes filled

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

heart ached to see him

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

she felt a hand on

she turned around, Waylen

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