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?”

to me that Edwin and

a gravelly tone, Mark

her and Edwin

out of

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

long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone

her to

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

grinned and asked, “Reclaim custody of Laura? 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 you’ve undertaken truly worry me.

better off not being in a relationship filled with such

enveloped her

to wriggle free,

on his shoulder, weeping

was filled with regret. In

been the only one in

lost in

puffy as

nudged him aside and hung her

both take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he was lost

was uncertain if this was a

three days unfolded

this time, Mark continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He

Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become just

off his duties,

found it hard

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

the deepest

abilities, you’re bound to

a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

Cathy arrived

work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go of all of it for the sake of a

responded with indifference, “She’s my

choosing not to

hurried after him,

what went through your mind

found herself at

confessed, “I only

more. He headed straight

wheel and quickly made his way to the

nurse tidying up,

Mark questioned urgently.

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

a hunch that it might

delay, Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in

didn’t you wait for me to give you

through, “We’re

massaged his eyes,

let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it through.

soft exhale could be heard from the other side of the

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

developed a fear of death a few years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now,

voice cracked as she

whispered an apology

logic in her tone, Cecilia urged,

she ended

lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once

already flown

ticket and settled into

the airplanes as they

brought Cecilia and Edwin to his

was keeping Edwin

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome

with one arm while skillfully

she might be inconveniencing Waylen a

Edwin on the ground

your job. Who will look after Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every day? I’m telling you, our parents are still

find out, who knows what

had always been obedient to Waylen,

expecting a

feeling unwell, Rena prepared

Waylen headed to

approached quietly and wrapped his arms around

for a

she asked softly, “You’re

with

Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt

nipped Rena’s

getting any

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

intend to rival him in moral

dare. Didn’t I mention before

soup into a

Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany Cecilia to comfort

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

the window for

villa and came to a halt. A lean figure emerged from

watched the man

eyes filled with

out a cigarette

ached to

help but wish that child had

felt a hand on

turned around, Waylen was

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