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?”

“Mark, perhaps I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin

gravelly tone, Mark protested,

love for her and Edwin was

their son, born out of love

smile as the chilly night

and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should

spun her to

he affirmed, “I will help

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

was better off not being

her in his

wriggle free, but in

her face on his shoulder,

with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he

Cecilia. My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the

seemed lost in

slightly puffy as she gently

aside and hung her head

take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

she had matured, becoming

was uncertain if this was a

next three days

Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only

Laura’s father was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his

duties,

found it hard to say

step down from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to

the deepest understanding

bound to

lit it, inhaled a few times in silence, then crushed it

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed

she questioned, “Mark, have you lost your mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career!

with indifference,

to engage in

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

what went through your mind when Laura

at a loss for

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

to say anything more. He

and quickly made his

Edwin’s ward, he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were nowhere

Mark questioned urgently.

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

hunch that

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s

you wait for me to give you a

need.” Cecilia’s voice came through,

eyes, fatigue

it. Let’s

heard from the other

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

Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you

cracked as she

whispered an

logic in her tone, Cecilia

with that, she ended

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

already flown

a ticket and settled into the

there silently, observing the airplanes as they took

brought Cecilia and Edwin

keeping

the piano, her

while skillfully balancing the

that she might be inconveniencing Waylen

Edwin on the ground and regarded

our dad to worry about you and nag you every day?

out,

obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints

was expecting a

unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup

more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the

and wrapped his arms around Rena

for

head, she

confirmed with a simple

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

playfully nipped Rena’s soft

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

on her lower lip and

to rival him

responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before

the soup

“Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of

Waylen had profound eyes.

Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany

that she was okay and headed to bed with Edwin.

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for

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

the man

filled with

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

heart ached to see him

but wish that child had never come

a hand on

turned around, Waylen

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