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?”

been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I

tone, Mark protested, “That’s

love for her and Edwin

born out of love between Cecilia and

night

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

spun her to

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

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

not being in a relationship

her in his

wriggle free, but in

her face on his

In a hoarse

with Cathy. You’ve been

lost

as she

nudged him aside and

take a

Mark watched her intently.

he could only sense that she had matured, becoming a

was uncertain if

days unfolded

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

was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

delegated all his responsibilities. He decided

off his duties, Mark lingered in his

hard to say

his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with

the deepest understanding of

abilities, you’re bound to achieve success

out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few times

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and

is here. Your connections and

indifference, “She’s my

he exited, choosing not to engage in further

stood rooted in shock for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you. You ought to visit

He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when

at a

confessed, “I only loved one

want to say anything more. He headed

quickly made his way to

ward, he found the nurse tidying up,

Mark questioned urgently.

your wife with the discharge process. She’s likely at the airport by

Folwer? Mark had a hunch that it might

delay, Mark dashed downstairs and dialed

pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give

through,

his eyes,

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

could be heard from the other side of the

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

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

voice cracked as

whispered an apology

her tone, Cecilia

she

then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the

already flown

and settled

airplanes as they

and

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused

at the piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome of

with one arm while skillfully

she might be inconveniencing

gently placed Edwin on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

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

out, who knows what could

always been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her

expecting a

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup for

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

wrapped his arms

for

her head, she asked

with a simple

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

playfully nipped Rena’s soft

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

her lower lip and inquired, “Are

you intend to rival

“I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of gratitude

soup into

Give Cecilia plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed his hand with

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to accompany Cecilia to comfort

she was okay and headed to bed with Edwin.

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

black sports car gracefully drove into the villa and came

the man

eyes filled

the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep puffs

to

wish that child had never

felt a

around, Waylen was

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