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?”

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

tone, Mark protested, “That’s not

for her and

born out of love between

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

offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all

her to face

eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas

Cathy, and you

better off not being in

her

to wriggle free, but

face on his

regret. In a hoarse

been the only one in

lost

eyes appeared slightly puffy as

nudged him aside and hung her head

take a

Mark watched her intently.

matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while

uncertain if

days

visiting

father was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

his responsibilities. He decided to

off his duties, Mark lingered in his

hard to say

Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on a

the deepest understanding of Mark,

to achieve

a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few times

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

this critical moment, Cathy arrived and

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

with indifference, “She’s

exited, choosing not to engage

stood rooted in shock for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you. You ought to

queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind

at

as she confessed, “I only loved one man in my

anything more. He headed

and quickly made

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

Mark questioned urgently.

him, “This afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife

Folwer? Mark had a hunch that it might

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 the airport now? I’m

through,

eyes,

let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it through. Please, don’t

exhale could be heard from the other side of

after a pause, Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr.

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

voice cracked as

whispered an

logic in her tone, Cecilia

with that, she ended

down slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking

already

a ticket and settled

sat there silently, observing the airplanes as they took off and

had brought Cecilia and Edwin

keeping Edwin amused

the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome of

one arm while skillfully balancing the

sensed that she might be inconveniencing

placed Edwin on the

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

they were to find out, who knows what could

had always been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints to

was expecting a

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup

become more irate and speak harshly, Waylen

approached quietly and wrapped his arms around

stopped for a

her head, she

with a

odds with Cecilia, Rena

nipped Rena’s

“Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s he still making things tough for

and inquired, “Are you implying

to rival him in

Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of gratitude

soup into a

plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

might age her, but

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to

Rena that she was okay and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with the noise

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

and came to

watched the man in

filled

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

to see him like

wish that child had never come into

a

she turned around, Waylen

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