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?”

been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life, taking

tone, Mark protested,

her and

their son, born out of love between Cecilia

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

she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these.

spun her to face

her eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas

The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what? The virtuous acts

being in a relationship filled with

enveloped her

to wriggle free,

her face on his

regret. In

with Cathy. You’ve been the

lost

as

she softly nudged him aside

a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while

was uncertain if this was a positive

days

receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the phone, always speaking to

father was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his

handing off his duties, Mark

hard to say

position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with

had the deepest understanding of

bound to achieve success in

a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

moment, Cathy

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

responded with indifference,

to engage in further

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

to a halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your

at a loss

as she confessed, “I only loved one man

didn’t want to say anything more.

wheel and quickly made

the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Mark had a hunch that

Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number

brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you

need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about to board

his eyes,

it. Let’s talk it through.

could be heard from the other

emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans,

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

cracked as

an

logic in her tone,

that, she

phone down slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his drive to the

already flown

and

the airplanes as they

brought Cecilia and Edwin to his

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused

was at the piano, her

effortlessly cradled Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with

might be inconveniencing

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded

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

out, who

to Waylen, so she kept her

was expecting

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

harshly, Waylen

wrapped his arms around Rena

stopped for

turning her head, she asked

with a simple

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

nipped Rena’s soft

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

and inquired, “Are you implying

do you intend to

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

the soup

plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

expression. Time might age her, but it

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed his

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to accompany Cecilia to

bed with Edwin.

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

gracefully drove into the villa and came to a

watched the man

eyes filled

right away, he pulled out

to see him

child

she felt a hand on her

turned around,

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