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?”

“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, taking

a gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her

was their son, born out of love between Cecilia

the chilly night caused the

long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone

her to face

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

Is that a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy,

not being in

enveloped her

wriggle free, but

on his shoulder,

regret. In a

isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been

lost in

slightly puffy as she

she softly nudged him aside

both take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he was lost in a

he was uncertain if

three days

from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the phone, always

Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

all his responsibilities. He decided to become just

duties, Mark lingered in

it hard

down from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with

had the deepest understanding

you’re bound to achieve success

pulled out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed Mark’s

have you lost your mind? All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing

responded with indifference,

he exited, choosing not to engage in

after

went through your mind when Laura was born? Did you ever love

at a

as she confessed, “I only loved one man in my

anything more. He headed straight

wheel and quickly made his

the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia

Mark questioned urgently.

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

had a hunch

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in

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 the airport

Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about

eyes,

discuss it.

could be heard from the

voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr.

fear of death a few years ago after my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of

cracked

whispered an apology

tone, Cecilia urged, “Think

that, she

car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow,

already flown

purchased a ticket and settled

silently, observing the airplanes as

and Edwin to his

was keeping

the piano, her posture impeccable,

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

sensed that she might be inconveniencing Waylen

the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

about you and nag you every

they were to find out, who knows what

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept

was expecting a

prepared a pot of soup

become more irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to offer

his arms around Rena

stopped for

she asked

with

Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in

playfully nipped

getting any younger. Why’s he still making things tough for

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

do you intend to rival

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

soup into a

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

Waylen had profound eyes.

at Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany Cecilia to

that she was okay and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the

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

watched the man

filled

noticed Mark standing next to the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep puffs as if he were

heart ached to

wish that child had never come

a hand on

turned around, Waylen was

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