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?”

faintly and remarked, “Mark, perhaps I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life,

Mark protested, “That’s not

her

born out of

night caused the

and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll wait for

her

will help the Thomas family reclaim the

you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what?

being in a relationship filled

her in his

wriggle free, but in

buried her face on his shoulder, weeping

was filled with regret. In

isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been

seemed lost

appeared slightly puffy as

aside

both take a moment

Mark watched her intently.

could only sense that she had matured, becoming

if this was a

three days

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

Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

all his responsibilities. He decided

his duties, Mark lingered in his

it hard to say

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

who had the deepest understanding of

your abilities, you’re bound to achieve success in the

out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few times in silence, then

“Let’s move on.”

ready

moment, Cathy arrived

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

with indifference, “She’s

not to

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

queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was born? Did you

found herself at a

she confessed, “I only loved one man in

to say anything more. He headed straight for the

and quickly made

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

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Mark had a hunch that it might be

dashed downstairs and dialed

the call, and after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait

came through, “We’re about to board the

massaged his eyes,

you, let’s discuss it. Let’s talk it through. Please, don’t act rashly,

from the other side of the

pause, Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans,

years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of

cracked as she

an

her tone, Cecilia urged,

with that, she ended

lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he

had already flown

a ticket and

sat there silently, observing the airplanes as they took off

had brought Cecilia and Edwin to

keeping

the piano, her posture

Edwin with one arm while skillfully

sensed that she might be inconveniencing Waylen

the ground and regarded Cecilia’s

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

to find out, who knows what could

to Waylen, so she kept her complaints to

was expecting

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup for

irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen

approached quietly and wrapped his arms

stopped for

head, she asked softly, “You’re

with a simple

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

nipped Rena’s

“Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s he still making

lip and inquired,

to rival him

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

the soup into

nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

his emotions and tenderly brushed his

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany

okay and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa

Cecilia speculated silently.

the window

came to a halt. A lean figure emerged

the man in

filled with

house right away, he pulled out

ached to see

that child

a hand on

she turned around,

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