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 the screenplay of

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her and Edwin

born out of love between

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

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

spun her

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

to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the

not being in a relationship filled with

enveloped her in his

to wriggle

on his shoulder, weeping

regret. In a hoarse

me, Cecilia. My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the

seemed lost

as she gently

aside and hung her

take a moment to collect

Mark watched her intently.

that moment, he could only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts

if this was

next three days unfolded

time, Mark continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the

was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

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

his duties, Mark lingered in his

it hard to say

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

who had the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

abilities, you’re bound to achieve success in

inhaled a few times in silence, then crushed

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

moment, Cathy

connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go of all of it for the sake

indifference, “She’s my

that, he exited, choosing not to engage in

stood rooted in shock for a moment before she hurried after

through your mind when Laura was

at a loss for

confessed, “I only loved

more. He headed straight

and quickly made

the nurse tidying up,

Mark questioned urgently.

afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge

Mark had a hunch that it

Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once

“Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at the airport now? I’m on

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

Mark massaged his eyes, fatigue washed

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

exhale could be heard from the other side of

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

the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child and even request

cracked

an apology

tone, Cecilia

that, she ended the

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

had already

ticket and settled into the

sat there silently, observing the airplanes as they

Cecilia and

was keeping

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the

one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with the

might be

Edwin on the ground and

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

find out, who knows what could

obedient to Waylen, so she kept

was expecting a

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot

become more irate and speak harshly, Waylen

quietly and wrapped his

stopped for

head, she asked

with a

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

nipped Rena’s soft

getting any younger. Why’s he

nibbled on her lower lip and inquired,

do you intend to rival

Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe

soup into

gently, “Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming

Waylen had profound eyes.

might age her, but it only added a refined and

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to

bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with the

Cecilia speculated silently.

the window

came to a halt. A lean figure emerged

watched the man in

eyes filled with

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

to see him

help but wish that child had never come into

felt a

she turned around, Waylen

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