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?”

me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life, taking a backseat

a gravelly tone, Mark

for her and Edwin

born out of love

chilly night caused

on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all

spun her to face

he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas family reclaim the custody of

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

being in

her in his

to wriggle free, but in

her face on his shoulder,

filled with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he

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

seemed lost

slightly puffy as she

him aside and hung

a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

had matured, becoming a woman

if this was a positive

next three days

he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura

was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

all his responsibilities. He decided to become

handing off his duties, Mark

hard

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

the deepest

you’re bound to achieve success in the

He lit it, inhaled

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

critical moment, Cathy arrived

here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go of all of

with indifference,

exited, choosing not to engage in further conversation

before she hurried after him, murmuring,

abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when

herself at

lips quivered as she confessed, “I only loved one

more. He headed straight for the

wheel and quickly made his way

tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were nowhere in

Mark questioned urgently.

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

hunch that it

and dialed Cecilia’s

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

need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about

his eyes,

something’s bothering you, let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it

from

Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans,

own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me

cracked as

whispered an apology

tone, Cecilia

she ended

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

had already

ticket and

there silently, observing the airplanes as they took off

and

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused with

was at the piano, her

arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with the

she might be inconveniencing Waylen

gently placed Edwin on the ground and

Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag

out, who knows what could

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints

expecting a

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup

more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to

approached quietly and wrapped his arms around Rena from

stopped for a

turning her head, she

with a

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

playfully nipped Rena’s

getting

lip and inquired, “Are you implying he’s too

to rival him in

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

poured the soup into

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

sensed his emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to

to bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

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

watched the

filled with

he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in

heart ached to

wish that child had never

she felt a

she turned around, Waylen was

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