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?”

and remarked, “Mark, perhaps I’ve been overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin

a gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s not

her and

son, born out of love

chilly night caused the window to fog up

glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle

spun her

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

need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and

better off not being in a relationship

her in

to wriggle free, but

on his

In a hoarse whisper,

My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my heart all

seemed lost in

appeared slightly puffy as

nudged him aside and hung her head low,

take a moment

Mark watched her intently.

only sense that she had matured, becoming a

uncertain if

next three days unfolded without

this time, Mark continued to receive calls from Cathy, but he refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed

Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

and delegated all his responsibilities.

handing off his duties, Mark lingered

found it hard to say

alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working

the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

abilities, you’re bound to achieve success in

it, inhaled a few times

“Let’s move on.”

ready

moment, Cathy

here. Your connections and your promising career! You should

with indifference, “She’s

exited, choosing not to engage in further conversation with

shock for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been

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

at a loss

she confessed, “I only loved one man in my

didn’t want to say anything more.

took the wheel and quickly made his

tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were

Mark questioned urgently.

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

hunch that it might be

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in his

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

need.” Cecilia’s voice came through, “We’re about to board the private

his eyes, fatigue washed over

let’s discuss it. Let’s

exhale could be heard from the other side of the

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

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

voice cracked as she

whispered an apology

logic in her tone,

she ended

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

had already flown

a ticket and settled into the departure

sat there silently, observing the airplanes as they

brought Cecilia and

was keeping

piano, her

with one arm while

that she might be inconveniencing

placed Edwin on the ground and regarded

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

they were to find out, who knows what

Waylen, so

was expecting a

unwell, Rena prepared a

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

and wrapped his arms around Rena from

stopped for a

head, she

confirmed with

With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s

nipped

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

nibbled on her lower lip and inquired, “Are you implying

do you intend to rival him in

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

soup into a

gently, “Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort

Waylen had profound eyes.

and collected expression. Time might age her, but it only added a refined and

He was deeply touched.

sensed his emotions and tenderly brushed his

Waylen’s smile softened.

to accompany Cecilia to comfort

with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with the noise of

Cecilia speculated silently.

the window

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

the man in

filled with

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

ached to see

that child had never come

felt a hand on her

turned around,

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