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?”

to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your

a gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

love for her and Edwin was

son, born out of love between Cecilia

maintained a faint smile as the chilly night caused the window to fog up with water

glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll wait for you

spun her

“I will help the Thomas family reclaim the 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? The virtuous

better off not being

her

wriggle free, but in

face on his

In

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

seemed lost in

as she gently shook her

she softly nudged him aside and

take a

Mark watched her intently.

could only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he was lost

uncertain if this was a positive

days unfolded without

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

father was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become just

off his duties, Mark

hard to say

alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with

deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

you’re bound to

out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

Cathy arrived and

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

with indifference,

exited, choosing not to engage in further conversation

before she hurried after

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

at a loss for

lips quivered as she confessed, “I only loved one man in

more. He headed

quickly made his

nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were nowhere

Mark questioned urgently.

informed him, “This afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge

hunch that it might

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s

inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at the airport now? I’m on

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

his eyes, fatigue washed

be sensible. If something’s bothering you, let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it through. Please, don’t act

could be heard from the other side of the

over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it, being so close to

I developed a fear of death a few years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that

cracked as she

whispered an

logic in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

with that, she ended

his phone down slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his drive to the

had already

and settled into the

silently, observing the airplanes as they

and Edwin

keeping Edwin

the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome of

Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage

she might be

gently placed Edwin on the

job. Who will look after Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every day?

they were to find out, who knows

obedient to Waylen, so

expecting a

Rena prepared a pot of

he might become more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the

approached quietly and wrapped his arms

stopped for a

turning her head, she asked

with a simple

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

playfully nipped

getting any younger.

lower lip and inquired,

do you intend to

“I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of gratitude to you for

poured the soup into a

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming

Waylen had profound eyes.

and collected expression. Time might age her, but it only added a refined and graceful allure

He was deeply touched.

sensed his emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to

and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

black sports car gracefully drove into the villa and came

the

filled

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

ached to see him

wish that child had never come into their

felt a hand on

turned around, Waylen