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?”

It’s become clear to me that Edwin

tone, Mark protested, “That’s

love for her

born out of love between

the chilly night caused the window to

“Maybe I should leave

her

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

entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are

Cecilia was better off not being in a relationship filled with

enveloped her

attempted to wriggle free, but

face on his shoulder, weeping

In a hoarse whisper,

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

seemed lost in

appeared slightly puffy as she

nudged him aside and hung her head low,

a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts

if this was a positive

three days unfolded

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

was Paul, she

Cecilia was disgusted.

his responsibilities. He decided to become

handing off his duties, Mark lingered in his

it hard to

alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to

who had the deepest understanding of

abilities, you’re bound to achieve success in

He lit it, inhaled a few times in silence,

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed

work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You

responded with indifference, “She’s my

choosing not to engage in further conversation

she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing

through your mind when Laura was born?

at a loss

confessed, “I only loved one man

say anything more. He headed

and quickly made his way to the

the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were nowhere

Mark questioned urgently.

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

a hunch that it might be

and dialed Cecilia’s number once in

inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to

through, “We’re

his eyes, fatigue washed

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

could be heard from the other side

after a pause, Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see

the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child

cracked as she

an

in her tone, Cecilia

she

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

had already

purchased a ticket and settled

observing the airplanes as they took

had brought Cecilia and

keeping Edwin amused with

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome of

one arm while skillfully

sensed that she might be inconveniencing Waylen

gently placed Edwin on the ground

Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every

were to find out, who

obedient to Waylen, so she

was expecting

unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup for

speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer Rena

his arms around Rena from

for

head, she asked softly,

with a

Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds

nipped Rena’s soft

getting any younger. Why’s he still making things tough for

and inquired, “Are you implying

you intend to rival him in

before that I owe a

soup into

Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming two

Waylen had profound eyes.

at Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age her, but it

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for

villa and came

the man in

filled with

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

to see

couldn’t help but wish that child had never

a hand on her

she turned around,

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