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?”

I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her and Edwin was

son, born out

night caused the window to

patterns on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should

spun her

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

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

was better off not being

enveloped her in his

attempted to wriggle free, but in

buried her face on his shoulder,

filled with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he

Cathy. You’ve been the

seemed lost in

eyes appeared slightly puffy as she gently shook

she softly nudged him aside and hung

take a

Mark watched her intently.

he could only sense that she had matured, becoming

uncertain if this

days unfolded without

Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over

Laura’s father was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

his responsibilities. He decided to become

duties,

found it hard

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

who had the deepest understanding of

bound to achieve success in the business

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

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

this critical moment, Cathy arrived and

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

responded with indifference, “She’s

he exited, choosing not to

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

queried, “Cathy, what went through

at

lips quivered as she confessed, “I only loved one man

say anything more.

took the wheel and quickly made his way to

the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were nowhere in

Mark questioned urgently.

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

hunch that it

Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number

“Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride?

Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about

massaged his eyes,

If something’s bothering you, let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it through.

could be heard from the other side of

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

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

voice cracked as she

an

logic in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think

she ended

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

had already flown

ticket and settled into

silently, observing the airplanes as they

brought Cecilia and Edwin

was keeping Edwin amused with

piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome of

arm while skillfully balancing

might be inconveniencing Waylen

the ground and regarded Cecilia’s

worry about you and nag you every day? I’m telling you, our parents are still unaware of

were to find out, who knows

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints

expecting a

prepared a pot of soup

Waylen headed to the kitchen to

his arms around

stopped for a

turning her head, she asked

confirmed with

about Mark’s and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s affection

playfully nipped Rena’s soft

“Mark’s not getting any

on her lower lip and inquired, “Are you

to rival him

I mention before that

the soup into

Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming two

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany

bed with Edwin. Later

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the window for

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

watched the man

filled

the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and

ached to see

wish that child had never

a hand

turned around, Waylen

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