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?”

that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life, taking a backseat

tone, Mark

for her and Edwin

was their son, born out of love between Cecilia

chilly night caused the

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

spun her

“I will help the Thomas family reclaim

“Reclaim custody of Laura? Is that a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not

not being in

enveloped her in

wriggle

her face on his

regret. In a hoarse whisper, he assured

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

lost

as she gently shook her

aside and hung her head low,

a

Mark watched her intently.

he could only sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he was lost in a

was uncertain if this

three days unfolded

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

Laura’s father was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

delegated all his responsibilities.

off his duties, Mark lingered in

it hard

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

deepest understanding of Mark,

abilities, you’re bound to

it, inhaled a few times in silence,

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed

questioned, “Mark, have you lost your mind? All your life’s 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

not to engage in further

hurried after him, murmuring,

queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was

at a

she confessed, “I only loved

didn’t want to say anything more.

quickly made

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

Mark questioned urgently.

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

hunch

dashed downstairs and dialed

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

through,

massaged his eyes, fatigue

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

heard from the other side of

“Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it, being so

developed a fear of death a few years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to

cracked as

whispered an

in her tone, Cecilia urged,

that, she

then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate

already

and

observing the airplanes as they took off and

Cecilia and

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused

was at the piano, her

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

she might be

on the ground and

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

out, who

Waylen, so

expecting a

unwell, Rena prepared a pot of

Waylen headed to the kitchen

his arms around Rena

for a

turning her head, she asked

confirmed with

at odds with Cecilia, Rena

nipped Rena’s soft

remarked, “Mark’s not getting any younger. Why’s

her lower lip and inquired, “Are you implying he’s too

to rival him in

before that I owe a debt of gratitude to

the soup into a

plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

collected expression. Time might age her, but it only added a refined

He was deeply touched.

his emotions and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany Cecilia

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the

villa and came to a halt. A lean

watched the man

eyes filled with

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

heart ached to see him

child

felt a

she turned around, Waylen

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