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

Mark protested,

love for her and

born out of

chilly night caused

delicate fingers traced patterns on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll

spun her to face

into her eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas family

entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know

off not being in a relationship filled

enveloped her in his

to wriggle

buried her face on

regret. In a hoarse whisper,

Cathy. You’ve been the only

lost in

as

him aside and

a

Mark watched her intently.

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

he was uncertain if this was

next three days unfolded without

calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He

Laura’s father was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

his responsibilities. He decided to become just an ordinary

off his duties, Mark lingered in

it hard to

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

deepest understanding of

bound to achieve

it, inhaled a

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and

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

indifference, “She’s my

exited, choosing not to

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

went through your mind when Laura was born? Did you ever

at a loss

quivered as she confessed, “I only loved one

more. He headed straight

took the wheel and quickly

the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and

Mark questioned urgently.

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

a hunch that it might

delay, Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once

he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give

came through, “We’re about

massaged his eyes, fatigue washed

discuss it. Let’s talk

from the other

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

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

voice cracked

whispered an apology

in her tone,

with that, she ended

cigarette and taking slow,

already flown

purchased a ticket and settled into the departure

the airplanes as they took off

and Edwin to his

was keeping Edwin

piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome

while skillfully

that she might be inconveniencing Waylen

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

you and nag you every day? I’m telling

they were to find out, who knows what

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints to

expecting

prepared a pot

harshly, Waylen headed

quietly and wrapped his arms around

for a

her head, she asked softly, “You’re

with a

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

nipped Rena’s

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

lip and inquired, “Are

to rival him in moral

light laugh, Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of

the soup

Give Cecilia plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

might age

He was deeply touched.

his emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to accompany Cecilia

that she was 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

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

watched the man

eyes filled with

he pulled out

to

wish that child had never come into

felt a

she turned around,

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