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?”

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 backseat

a gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

for her

son, born out

the chilly night caused the window to

on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should

her to

her eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the

and asked, “Reclaim custody of Laura? Is that a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what? The

being in

her in his

wriggle free, but

face on his shoulder, weeping

filled with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he

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

seemed lost

appeared slightly puffy as she gently shook

she softly nudged him aside and hung her

take a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

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

uncertain if this was a positive

three days

he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over the phone, always speaking to her

Laura’s father was Paul, she was

Cecilia was disgusted.

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

duties, Mark

it hard to

Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark on

deepest

to achieve

it, inhaled a few times in silence, then

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

moment, Cathy arrived and surveyed Mark’s

here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be

responded with indifference,

to engage in further conversation

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

a halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your mind when Laura was born? Did you ever love

herself at a loss for

she confessed, “I only

to say anything more.

wheel and quickly made his way to the

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

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Mark had a hunch that it might

dashed downstairs and dialed

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

Cecilia’s voice came through,

massaged his eyes, fatigue washed over

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

be heard from the other side

“Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it,

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

cracked as

an

logic in her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

with that, she ended

set his phone down slowly, then settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate puffs… Once the cigarette was finished, he continued his drive

already flown

purchased a ticket and settled

the airplanes as they took off and

Cecilia and Edwin

keeping

her

one arm while

might be

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s

you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every day? I’m telling you, our parents are still unaware

find out, who

Waylen, so she

expecting

prepared a pot

irate and speak harshly, Waylen headed to the kitchen to

quietly and wrapped his arms around

for a

her head, she asked softly, “You’re

confirmed with a simple

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 Rena’s

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

lip and inquired, “Are you implying he’s

do you intend to

Didn’t I mention before that I owe a

poured the soup

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

Waylen had profound eyes.

collected expression. Time might age her, but it only

He was deeply touched.

emotions and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

first, Rena wished to

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the

gracefully drove into the villa and came

watched the man in

eyes filled

car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out

heart ached to see him like

child

felt a hand on her

she turned around, Waylen was

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