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?”

me that Edwin and I are

Mark protested, “That’s

her and Edwin

out of

maintained a faint smile as the chilly night caused the

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

spun her to

affirmed, “I will help the Thomas family reclaim the

Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what? The

off not being in a

enveloped her in his

wriggle

face on his shoulder,

regret. In a hoarse

isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the only

seemed lost

appeared slightly puffy as

aside and hung her

both take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

she had matured, becoming

if

next three days

refrained from visiting

was Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

particular day, Mark quit and delegated all his responsibilities. He decided to become

handing off his duties, Mark

found it hard to say

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

had the deepest understanding of

bound to achieve success in the

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

“Let’s move on.”

ready

this critical moment, Cathy

contain her astonishment, she 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

indifference, “She’s

to engage in further conversation with

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

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

herself at a

she confessed, “I only loved one man in

anything more. He headed straight for the

took the wheel and quickly made his way to the

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

Mark questioned urgently.

wife with the discharge process.

hunch that it might

dialed Cecilia’s number once

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

through, “We’re about to

eyes, fatigue washed over

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

could be heard from the other side of the

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

my own experience. And Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child and even request that I be mature

voice cracked

an apology in

tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

that, she ended

into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he

already flown

purchased a ticket and settled into the

silently, observing the airplanes as they took

and

was keeping

piano, her posture impeccable, the epitome

effortlessly cradled Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing the

might

Edwin on the

dad to worry about you and nag you every day? I’m telling you,

find out, who knows what could

obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints

expecting a

Rena prepared a pot of soup for

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

quietly and wrapped his arms around Rena

stopped for

her head, she asked softly,

with a

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

nipped Rena’s soft

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

lower lip and inquired, “Are you

do you intend to rival him in moral

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

poured the soup into

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

Waylen had profound eyes.

stared at Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age her, but it only added a refined and graceful allure to

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly brushed his hand

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to

that she was okay and headed to bed with

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

villa and came to a halt. A lean figure emerged from

the man in

eyes filled with

house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He

ached to see

that child had never

she felt a hand on her

around, Waylen

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