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?”

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

gravelly tone, Mark protested, “That’s

her

out of love

smile as the chilly night caused the

long silence, she offered, “Maybe I should leave you

spun her to face

help the

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

better off not being in a

her in his

attempted to wriggle

face on his

was filled with regret. In a hoarse whisper, he assured

Cathy. You’ve been the

lost

as she gently shook

nudged him aside and hung

a moment

Mark watched her intently.

that she had matured, becoming a woman with independent thoughts while he was

was uncertain if this was

three days unfolded

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

Paul, she

Cecilia was disgusted.

particular day, Mark quit and delegated all his

handing off his duties, Mark lingered in

hard to say

down from his position alongside Mark. Having grown accustomed to working

had the deepest understanding of Mark, spoke

bound to achieve success

He lit it, inhaled a

“Let’s move on.”

were ready

Cathy

All your life’s hard work is here. Your connections and your promising career! You should

responded with indifference, “She’s

to

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

through your mind when Laura was born?

herself at a loss for

confessed, “I only

more. He headed

and quickly made his way

found the nurse tidying up,

Mark questioned urgently.

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

Folwer? Mark had a hunch that it might be

delay, Mark dashed downstairs and dialed Cecilia’s

picked up the call, and after a brief pause, he gently inquired, “Why didn’t you wait for me to give you a

through, “We’re about to board the private

eyes,

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

heard from

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

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

cracked as she

whispered an

her tone, Cecilia urged, “Think it

that, she

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

had already

purchased a ticket and settled

silently, observing the airplanes as they

had brought Cecilia and

was keeping Edwin

her posture impeccable,

one arm while skillfully balancing the luggage

might be inconveniencing Waylen a

on the ground and regarded Cecilia’s teary

our dad to worry about you and nag you every

were to find out,

always been obedient to Waylen, so she kept her complaints to

expecting

feeling unwell, Rena prepared a pot

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

and wrapped his

stopped for

head, she asked

with

conflicts, informed by Zoey. With Mark at odds with Cecilia, Rena felt stuck in the middle,

playfully nipped Rena’s

hint of frustration, he remarked, “Mark’s not getting

lower lip and inquired, “Are you implying he’s too

do you intend to rival him in moral

before that I

poured the soup into

Give Cecilia plenty of comfort in the upcoming

Waylen had profound eyes.

at Rena and saw a serene and collected expression. Time might age her, but it only added

He was deeply touched.

sensed his emotions and tenderly brushed

Waylen’s smile softened.

Rena wished to

okay and headed to bed with Edwin. Later that

Cecilia speculated silently.

to the window for

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

watched the

filled

to the car. Instead of going into the house right away, he pulled out a cigarette and

to

that child had never come

she felt a hand on

she turned around,

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