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?”

smiled faintly and remarked, “Mark, perhaps 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

a gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her and Edwin

out of love between

night caused the window to fog up with

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

her to

will help the Thomas family

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

Cecilia was better off not being in a

her

to wriggle

on his

regret. In a hoarse whisper, he assured

with Cathy. You’ve been the

lost in

slightly puffy as she gently shook her

aside

take a

Mark watched her intently.

had matured, becoming

if this was

three days unfolded without

refrained from visiting Laura. He only

father was Paul, she

Cecilia was disgusted.

all his

duties, Mark

found it hard to say

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

the deepest

you’re bound to achieve success

He lit it, inhaled a few

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

critical moment, Cathy arrived

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 all

with indifference, “She’s

that, he exited, choosing not to engage in

a moment before she hurried after him,

halt. He abruptly queried, “Cathy, what went through your

found herself at

“I only loved one man

want to say anything more. He headed straight for

quickly

ward, he found the nurse tidying

Mark questioned urgently.

nurse informed him, “This afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife with the discharge

hunch that it

dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once

the call, and after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a ride? Are you at

came through, “We’re about to board

Mark massaged his eyes, fatigue washed

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

soft exhale could be heard from the other

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

Cathy was the cause of all that turmoil. Now, you want

cracked

whispered an apology

tone,

that, she ended

settled into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow, deliberate

already

a ticket and settled into the

sat there silently, observing the airplanes as they

had brought Cecilia and Edwin

keeping Edwin

her posture impeccable, the epitome

effortlessly cradled Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage with the

she might be

the ground

about you and nag you every day? I’m telling you, our parents

to find out, who

always been obedient to Waylen, so she kept

expecting a

prepared a pot of soup

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

wrapped his arms around

stopped for

she asked softly,

confirmed with

Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in

nipped Rena’s

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

her lower lip and inquired,

to rival him in moral

Waylen responded, “I wouldn’t dare. Didn’t I mention before that I owe a debt of gratitude to you for

the soup into a

“Enough nonsense. Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

his emotions and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window for a

the villa and came to

the man in

eyes filled with

away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep puffs as if he were refreshing

to see him like

help but wish that child had never

felt a

turned around,

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