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?”

overly optimistic. It’s become clear to me that Edwin and I are mere extras

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

love for her and Edwin

out of

the chilly night caused the window

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

her

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

belongs to Cathy, and you are not

not being in a relationship filled with such

her in his

wriggle free, but

face on his shoulder,

with regret. In

Cathy. You’ve been the only one in my heart all

lost

appeared slightly puffy as

him aside and hung her head

take a moment

Mark watched her intently.

becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he

if this was a positive

days unfolded without

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

father was Paul, she was

Cecilia was disgusted.

his responsibilities. He decided to

duties,

it hard to

accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to

had the deepest understanding of Mark,

abilities, you’re bound to achieve success

out a cigarette. He lit it, inhaled a few times in silence, then crushed

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

Cathy arrived and

work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should be willing to

with indifference, “She’s my

he exited, choosing not to engage in further conversation with

rooted in shock for a moment before she hurried after him, murmuring, “Laura has been missing you.

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

herself at a loss for

she confessed, “I only loved one man in

more. He headed straight for the

wheel and quickly made his

nurse tidying up, but Edwin and Cecilia were nowhere in

Mark questioned urgently.

afternoon, Mr. Folwer assisted your wife with the

hunch that it might

and dialed Cecilia’s number

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 the

voice came through, “We’re about to board the private

eyes, fatigue

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

exhale could be heard from the

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

a fear of death 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

cracked as

an apology

tone, Cecilia

with that, she ended

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

had already flown

a ticket and

there silently, observing the airplanes as they took off

had brought Cecilia and

was keeping

piano, her

while skillfully balancing the

sensed that she might be inconveniencing Waylen a

on the ground and

will look after Edwin? Or do you want our dad to worry about you and nag you every day? I’m telling you,

to find out, who

been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints

expecting

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

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

wrapped his

for

her head, she

confirmed with

loop about Mark’s and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle,

nipped Rena’s

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

lip and

you intend to rival him in moral

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

the soup into

Cecilia plenty of comfort in

Waylen had profound eyes.

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

He was deeply touched.

tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

wished to accompany Cecilia to comfort

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

moved to the window

car gracefully drove into the villa and came to

the man in

eyes filled with

next to the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He indulged in a few deep puffs as if he

to see him like

help but wish that child

a

around,

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