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?”

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

gravelly tone, Mark protested,

love for her and

son, born out of love

smile as the chilly night caused the window to fog

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

her

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

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

Cecilia was better off not being in a relationship filled

her in his

wriggle

buried her face on his

In

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

seemed lost in

puffy as she gently

softly nudged him aside and hung her

a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with

if this

three days unfolded

visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with

father was Paul, she was

Cecilia was disgusted.

delegated all his responsibilities. He decided

handing off his duties, Mark lingered

hard

Mark. Having grown accustomed to

who had the deepest understanding

you’re bound to achieve

pulled out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

critical moment, Cathy

is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let

responded with indifference,

choosing not to engage in further conversation with

for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you. You ought

“Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was born? Did you ever love

found herself at

quivered as she confessed, “I only

didn’t want to say anything more.

wheel and quickly made his way to the

ward, he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia

Mark questioned urgently.

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

a hunch that it might

Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s

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

no need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about to board

his eyes, fatigue washed

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

be heard from the

Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it, being so

years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child and

cracked

whispered an apology in

her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

with that, she ended the

cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his

had already

and settled into the departure

airplanes as they

brought Cecilia and

Leonel was keeping Edwin

was at the piano, her posture

with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage

might be inconveniencing Waylen a

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s

you and nag you every day?

were to find out, who knows what could

always been obedient to Waylen, so she

expecting

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot

speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer Rena

approached quietly and wrapped his

for a

head, she asked

confirmed with

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

nipped Rena’s soft

of frustration, he remarked, “Mark’s not getting

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

you intend to

wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe

soup into a

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming two

Waylen had profound eyes.

and collected expression. Time might age her, but it only added

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany Cecilia

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

sports car gracefully drove into the villa and came

watched the

filled

going into the house right away, he pulled out a

heart ached to see him like

couldn’t help but wish that child had never come into

felt a hand

turned around,