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?”

Edwin and I are mere extras in the

tone, Mark protested,

her

was their son, born out of

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

she offered, “Maybe I should

her to face

he affirmed, “I will help

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. I… I’m

not being in

her in

wriggle

buried her face on his

In

You’ve been the only

lost in

slightly puffy as

she softly nudged him aside and hung her head

take a

Mark watched her intently.

moment, he could only sense that she had matured, becoming

he was uncertain if this was a positive

days unfolded without

calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only

Laura’s father was Paul, she

Cecilia was disgusted.

day, Mark quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become just an ordinary

handing off his duties, Mark lingered

it hard

down from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on a fresh

had the deepest understanding of Mark,

your abilities, you’re bound to

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

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

moment, Cathy arrived and

have you lost your mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go

with indifference,

exited, choosing not to

rooted in shock for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring,

through your mind when Laura was born?

herself at a

as she confessed, “I only loved one

anything more. He headed

wheel and quickly made his

the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were nowhere

Mark questioned urgently.

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

hunch that it might be

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number

wait for me to give you a ride? Are

Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re

massaged his eyes,

it. Let’s

soft exhale could be heard from the other side of

over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it, being

developed a fear of death a few 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 even request that

voice cracked

an apology in

in her tone,

she ended the

car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his drive to

had already flown

a ticket and settled into

silently, observing the airplanes as they took off

Cecilia and

Leonel was keeping Edwin

was at the piano, her posture impeccable, the

arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with

she might be

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded

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 unaware of what happened

they were to find out, who knows

obedient to Waylen, so she

was expecting

unwell, Rena prepared

become more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed

quietly and wrapped his arms around Rena

stopped for a

she asked softly,

with a

With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s

playfully nipped Rena’s

not getting any younger. Why’s he still making things tough

and inquired, “Are you implying he’s

to rival him in moral

light laugh, Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of

soup into a

Cecilia plenty of comfort in

Waylen had profound eyes.

at Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his hand with

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany Cecilia to comfort

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

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

the

filled

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

ached to see

help but wish that child

she felt a hand on her

around,

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