A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

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Chapter 2200 Cecilia hurriedly approached once more, concern etched across her face.

Mark made his way down the stairs, donning his coat and signaling his intention to go out. He decided to go for a drive.

Cecilia, clearly concerned, said, “Wouldn't it be better to have Chris drive you?" Considering the uncomfortable situation with his son, Mark preferred not to let others know and insisted on driving himself.

He patted his coat in reassurance and replied, “I'll be fine." As snow continued to fall outside, Mark stepped into the wintry night, the glow from the doorway casting a faint light on his frame.

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His silhouette stood upright, though strands of gray were beginning to appear in his hair.

Unable to prevent him from leaving, Cecilia was overcome with a sense of desolation. Turning to Edwin, she inquired with a heavy heart, “Is your father involved with someone else? In this weather, he's rushing out so urgently!” Edwin's face remained devoid of emotion, concealing whatever thoughts were swirling beneath the surface.

Mark drove for a full hour.

He parked his car beneath a modest apartment building, the engine's hum fading into the quiet of the winter night.

Peter and Lina had their own place elsewhere, but this particular apartment belonged to Laura. It was late, and he couldn't be certain if she was awake or already asleep.

Stepping out of the car, he held a small bag of pastries, a gesture of thoughtfulness for his visit.

ANGELA'sLIBRARY Peter had occasionally shared Laura's preferences in casual conversations, and Mark had made an effort to remember them.

Standing outside her door, Mark knocked softly.

Laura, spotting him through the peephole, felt a mixture of surprise and anxiety before opening the door to greet him.

Their gazes met in a wordless exchange.

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After a pause, Mark spoke, a faint hint of humor in his tone.

“Don't you recognize your Uncle Mark? Aren't you going to invite me in?” Laura was dressed in pink loungewear adorned with a small bear print, a casual choice that reflected the late hour.

The color choice and her petite stature made Laura appear to be in her early twenties, with a youthful and fresh demeanor.

Her eyes were slightly red. She opened the door wider to allow Mark inside. After stepping in, Mark removed his coat and glanced around the room, taking in the surroundings.

The decor was pleasantly arranged, and the room appeared immaculately clean and orderly.

The room was adequately heated, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere that added to the overall comfo

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