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?”

smiled faintly 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, taking a backseat

tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her and Edwin

born out of love between Cecilia

as the chilly night caused the window

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 wait for you

spun her to face

eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the

“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? The virtuous acts you’ve undertaken truly worry

better off not being in a relationship filled with such

her in his

wriggle

her face on his shoulder,

In a hoarse whisper, he assured

Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my heart

lost

slightly puffy as she

softly nudged him aside and hung her

a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts

he was uncertain if this

three days unfolded

calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the phone, always speaking

Laura’s father was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

delegated all his responsibilities. He

his duties, Mark lingered in

hard to say

Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to

deepest understanding of

abilities, you’re bound to achieve

lit it, inhaled

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

this critical moment, Cathy arrived and

have you lost your mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and

with indifference,

that, he exited, choosing not to engage in further conversation

before she hurried after

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

found herself at a loss for

as she confessed, “I only loved one

didn’t want to say anything more. He

the wheel and quickly made his

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

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Mark had a hunch that

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in

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

voice came through, “We’re about to

Mark massaged his eyes, fatigue

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

heard from the other side

pause, Cecilia’s 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

voice cracked as

an apology in

tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

that, she

car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate

had already

and settled

observing the airplanes as they

brought Cecilia and Edwin to his

Leonel was keeping

the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome of

Edwin with one arm while skillfully

sensed that she might be inconveniencing Waylen a

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s

after Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every day? I’m telling

out,

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints

was expecting

Rena prepared a pot of

and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to

his arms

for a

turning her head, she

with

conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the

playfully nipped

not getting any younger. Why’s he still making

lip and

intend to rival him

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

soup

Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany

with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with

Cecilia speculated silently.

the window for

into the villa and came

watched the man

filled with

standing next to the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out

ached to

wish that child had never

she felt a hand on

around, Waylen