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?”

Edwin and I are mere extras in the screenplay of your life, taking a backseat

Mark protested,

for her and Edwin was

their son, born out of

as the chilly night caused the window to fog up

after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave

her to face

eyes, he affirmed, “I will help the Thomas

you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you are not the father. Mark, you know what? The virtuous acts

not being in a relationship filled with such

enveloped her in his

wriggle free, but

face on his shoulder,

In a hoarse whisper, he

Cathy. You’ve been

lost in

slightly puffy as she gently

aside and hung her head low,

a moment to

Mark watched her intently.

sense that she had matured, becoming a woman with

if this

days

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

Paul, she was undeniably Cathy’s

Cecilia was disgusted.

all his responsibilities.

off his duties, Mark lingered in

hard to

position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with

who had the deepest understanding of

bound to achieve

pulled out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few times

“Let’s move on.”

ready

critical moment, Cathy arrived

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 all

indifference, “She’s my

to engage in further

after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you. You ought to

went through your mind when Laura was born? Did you ever

herself at a

as she confessed, “I only loved one

anything more. He

and quickly made his

he found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were

Mark questioned urgently.

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

a hunch

and dialed Cecilia’s

wait for me to give you a ride? Are you

voice came through,

eyes,

it. Let’s talk it

from the other side

emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it,

a few years ago after 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

voice cracked

whispered an apology

in her tone, Cecilia

she ended the

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

already

and settled

silently, observing the airplanes as they took off and

Cecilia and Edwin to

Leonel was keeping Edwin amused

was at the piano, her posture impeccable,

while

sensed that she might be inconveniencing Waylen

the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

and nag you every day? I’m telling you, our parents are still unaware

out, who knows

had always been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her

expecting

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot of soup

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

wrapped his

stopped for

she

with a

was in the loop about Mark’s and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle, but thankfully, Waylen’s affection for her

nipped Rena’s soft

getting any younger. Why’s he still

nibbled on her lower lip and inquired, “Are

do you intend to rival him in

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

poured the soup

Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming

Waylen had profound eyes.

expression. Time might age her, but

He was deeply touched.

tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to

was okay and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that night, the villa echoed with the

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the

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

the man in

eyes filled with

away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in

heart ached to see him like

child had never come

felt a hand on

she turned around, Waylen

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