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?”

become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere

gravelly tone, Mark protested,

love for her

born out of

maintained a faint smile as the chilly night caused the window to

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

her to

help the Thomas family reclaim the custody of

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

off not being in

her in

to wriggle

her face on his

with regret. In a hoarse whisper,

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

seemed lost

puffy as she gently shook

nudged him aside and hung her

take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts

if this was a

three days unfolded without

from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with

father was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become just an ordinary

duties, Mark lingered in

hard

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

deepest understanding

you’re bound to achieve success

pulled out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

Cathy arrived and

Your connections and your promising career!

indifference, “She’s

to engage in further

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

through your mind

at a loss

as she confessed, “I

more. He

quickly

tidying

Mark questioned urgently.

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

had a hunch that

downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in

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

through, “We’re about to board

eyes, fatigue washed

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

be heard from the other side of the

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

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

cracked as

an

her tone,

that, she ended the

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

already

and settled into the

there silently, observing the airplanes as they took off

had brought Cecilia and Edwin to

Leonel was keeping

her

one arm while skillfully

might

the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

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

were to find out,

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

was expecting

prepared a

harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer Rena some

his arms around Rena

for

head, she

confirmed with

in the loop about Mark’s and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with

nipped Rena’s

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

on her lower lip and

to rival him in moral

dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt

soup

whispered gently, “Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

at Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age her, but it only added a refined and graceful allure to

He was deeply touched.

sensed his emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany Cecilia

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the window for

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

watched the

filled with

car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a

to

help but wish that child had never come

a

turned around,

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