A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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?”

clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life,

a gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her

was their son, born out of love

chilly night caused the window to fog up with

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

spun her to

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

“Reclaim custody of Laura? Is that a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you

off not being in a relationship

enveloped her

attempted to wriggle free, but in

face on

with regret. In a

My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the only

seemed lost in

as she

she softly nudged him aside and

take a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

becoming a

he was uncertain if this was a positive

next three days unfolded

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

was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

Mark quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He

handing off his duties, Mark lingered in his

found it hard to say

grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on a

who had the deepest understanding

you’re bound to

it, inhaled a few

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

Cathy arrived and surveyed Mark’s

her astonishment, she questioned, “Mark, have you lost your mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You

indifference, “She’s

that, he exited, choosing not to engage in further conversation with

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

came to a halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was born?

at a loss

quivered as she confessed, “I

say anything more. He headed

and quickly made his way

entering Edwin’s ward, he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Folwer? Mark had a hunch

and dialed

the call, and after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are

no need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about

Mark massaged his eyes, fatigue washed over

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

could be heard from the other

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

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

cracked as

whispered an apology in

logic in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

she

set his phone down slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking

already

and

silently, observing the airplanes as

Cecilia and Edwin to

was keeping

the piano, her posture impeccable, the

arm while skillfully balancing the luggage

sensed that she might be inconveniencing

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

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 unaware of

were to find out, who

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints to

was expecting

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot

and speak harshly, Waylen headed

wrapped his arms

for

head, she

confirmed with a simple

and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena

playfully nipped Rena’s

he remarked, “Mark’s not getting

nibbled on her lower lip and inquired, “Are

you intend to rival him in moral

“I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I

the soup into a

gently, “Enough nonsense. 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, but it only added a refined and

He was deeply touched.

his emotions and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

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

the man

filled with

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

heart ached to see

child had never

felt a hand on her

turned around, Waylen