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 to your

tone, Mark protested, “That’s

for her and Edwin was

was their son, born out of love between

the chilly night caused the window to fog up with water

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

her to

he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas family

a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what? The virtuous acts you’ve undertaken truly worry me. I… I’m utterly

not being in a relationship filled

enveloped her in

to wriggle free, but in

buried her face on his shoulder, weeping

filled with regret. In a hoarse

You’ve been the only one in

seemed lost

as

aside and hung

take a

Mark watched her intently.

she had matured, becoming a woman with

was uncertain if this was

three days unfolded

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

Laura’s father was Paul, she was

Cecilia was disgusted.

all his responsibilities. He decided to become just an ordinary

off his duties, Mark lingered in his

found it hard to say

position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on a

the deepest

to achieve success in

inhaled a few times in

“Let’s move on.”

ready to

moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed

Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to let go of all of it for

with indifference, “She’s my

to

after him, murmuring, “Laura has been

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

found herself at a

quivered as she confessed, “I only loved one

to say anything more. He headed

wheel and quickly made his way to the

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

Mark questioned urgently.

your wife with

had a hunch that

and dialed Cecilia’s

you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at the airport now?

through, “We’re about to board the

eyes, fatigue washed over

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

be heard from the other side of

Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr.

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

cracked as

an

in her tone, Cecilia urged,

with that, she ended

cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was

already flown

a ticket and settled into

there silently, observing the airplanes as they

Cecilia and

Leonel was keeping

the piano, her posture

Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with

sensed that she might be inconveniencing

placed Edwin on the ground

do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every

they were to find out, who

had always been obedient to Waylen, so she

expecting

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

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

quietly and wrapped his

stopped for

turning her head, she asked softly,

with a simple

at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully,

playfully nipped Rena’s soft

“Mark’s not getting any younger.

and inquired, “Are you implying he’s

you intend to rival him

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

soup

gently, “Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty

Waylen had profound eyes.

Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age her,

He was deeply touched.

tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany Cecilia to comfort

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the

came to a halt. A lean figure emerged from the

the

filled with

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

to see

couldn’t help but wish that child

a

she turned around,

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