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?”

optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life,

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

love for her

their son, born out of

faint smile as the chilly night caused the

delicate fingers traced patterns on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all these. I’ll wait

her to

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

in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father.

off not being in a relationship filled with such

her in

attempted to wriggle free, but

buried her face on his shoulder, weeping

with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he assured

with Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my heart all

lost

puffy as

nudged him aside and hung her head

a

Mark watched her intently.

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

was uncertain if this

next three days unfolded

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

father was Paul,

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his

duties, Mark

it hard

grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to

who had the deepest understanding of

abilities, you’re bound to achieve

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

“Let’s move on.”

ready

critical moment, Cathy arrived

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

responded with indifference, “She’s

he exited, choosing not to engage in further conversation

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

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

at

quivered as she confessed, “I only loved one man

want to say anything more. He headed straight for

and quickly

he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia

Mark questioned urgently.

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

had a hunch

delay, Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in

and after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at the airport now? I’m on

voice came through, “We’re about to board the

massaged his eyes, fatigue

it. Let’s talk it through. Please, don’t

soft exhale could be heard from the other

pause, Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it, being so close to

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

voice cracked as she

whispered an apology

her tone,

that, she ended

car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate

had already

a ticket and settled into the

there silently, observing the airplanes as they

and

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused

was at the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome

one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with

she might be inconveniencing

gently placed Edwin on the ground and

job. Who will look after Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag

out, who knows

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints to

was expecting a

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared

become more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed

quietly and wrapped his arms

stopped for

head, she asked softly, “You’re

confirmed with a simple

the loop 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 for her remained

nipped

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

nibbled on her lower lip and inquired, “Are

to rival

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

poured the soup

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

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed his

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to accompany Cecilia to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the window for a

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

the

eyes filled

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

heart ached to see

help but wish that child had never

she felt a

turned around, Waylen was