A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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?”

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

for her

born out

maintained a faint smile as the chilly night caused the

fingers traced patterns on the glass, and after a long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you alone to handle all

her to face

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

Is that a situation you need to be entangled in? The child belongs to Cathy, and you

was better off not being in

her

attempted to wriggle free, but

face on his shoulder,

filled with regret. In a hoarse whisper,

Cecilia. My heart isn’t with Cathy. You’ve been the only one

lost in

puffy as she

softly nudged him aside and hung

both take a

Mark watched her intently.

sense that she had matured, becoming a

was uncertain if this was a positive

three days unfolded

refrained from visiting Laura. He only occasionally conversed with Laura over

Laura’s father was Paul, she was undeniably

Cecilia was disgusted.

quit and delegated all his responsibilities.

his duties,

found it hard

to step down from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working with Mark, he now aspired to embark

who had the deepest understanding

abilities, you’re bound to achieve success in the

it, inhaled a few

“Let’s move on.”

were ready to

Cathy

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 of it

responded with indifference,

choosing not to engage in further

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

what went through your mind when Laura was born?

at a loss

quivered as she confessed, “I

more. He headed straight for

the wheel and quickly made his

found the nurse tidying up, but Edwin and

Mark questioned urgently.

wife with the discharge process. She’s likely at the

a hunch that

delay, Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s number once in his

up 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

through, “We’re about to board

massaged his eyes, fatigue washed over

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

exhale could be heard from the other side

Cecilia’s voice, thick with emotion, carried over, “Mr. Evans, maybe you can’t see it, being so close to it

of all that turmoil. Now, you want me to look after her child

cracked as

whispered an apology in

her tone, Cecilia urged,

that, she ended the

into his car, lighting a cigarette and taking slow,

had already flown

purchased a ticket and settled

silently, observing the airplanes as they took

and

keeping Edwin amused with

her posture impeccable, the

effortlessly cradled Edwin with one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage

that she might be inconveniencing Waylen a

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

find out, who knows what could

had always been obedient to Waylen, so

expecting

Edwin feeling unwell, Rena prepared a

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

approached quietly and wrapped his arms around Rena

for a

head, she asked

confirmed with a simple

and Cecilia’s conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds

nipped

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

her lower lip and inquired,

do you intend to rival him in moral

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

the soup into a

Cecilia plenty of

Waylen had profound eyes.

expression. Time might age

He was deeply touched.

and tenderly

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to accompany

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

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the window

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

watched the

eyes filled

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

heart ached to

couldn’t help but wish that child had

she felt a hand on

she turned around,