A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

During this time, Cecilia’s visits provided him with solace. She visited for prenatal check-ups once every two weeks, and the she would stopped by and visit. Her interactions with Mark were brief, as she typically spent only a short while sitting with him before leaving.

Nevertheless, this was more than enough for Mark.

One day, Cecilia brought Edwin to visit Mark.

While she went for her prenatal check-up, Edwin was brought to the ward by the nanny. The little boy gently pushed open the door and peeked inside.

Mark looked up and noticed Edwin’s presence.

In a gentle, hushed tone, he asked, “Why don’t you come in?”

Edwin softly closed the door behind him and made his way to the bedside. He crawled onto the bed and nestled against Mark, resting his head on Mark’s shoulder.

Mark felt a pang of sadness.

Perhaps Edwin had sensed something was wrong.

Mark gently stroked his son’s head and asked, “You don’t call me ‘great-uncle’ anymore?”

Edwin was on the brink of tears and sniffled.

In a hoarse voice, he exclaimed, “Dad!”

Mark mustered a faint smile and scolded, “Silly boy.”

As children often did, Edwin wore his heart on his sleeve. He held Mark’s hand and whispered, “Dad… I don’t blame you anymore. Get better soon, okay?”

Even if it meant giving up his dad for Laura, Edwin was willing to do it.

He couldn’t bear the thought of his father’s death.

Tears welled up in Mark’s eyes. In the latter half of his life, Mark, who had enjoyed a carefree existence in his earlier years, had failed many people.

Edwin was the person Mark had wronged the most.

Holding back his tears, Mark hugged his son and assured him, “I promise you.”

Edwin nestled closer to Mark, possibly exhausted, and soon fell asleep.

Mark gazed at his son’s face for a while.

A voice emanated from the door, presumably Cecilia’s.

Mark got out of bed and walked to the door. He was taken aback.

In the corridor, not only Cecilia but also Albert stood there.

Helen had asked Albert to accompany Cecilia to the hospital.

Albert and Cecilia often quarreled, and she obviously got him riled up again this time.

He cornered her in the corridor as though he intended to settle scores with her.

However, he meant no harm.

Albert was a young and handsome man. Even in late autumn, he only wore a T-shirt, which displayed his smooth and muscular arms.

Mark had always been self-assured.

He hailed from a noble family and was quite good-looking.

In his youth, Mark had been the object of admiration for everyone.

But now he couldn’t help but feel inferior in the presence of the young man’s strong physique. Mark’s gaze dropped to his oversized hospital gown, deepening his sense of inadequacy.

Mark was overwhelmed with a sense of shame about himself.

He had never experienced such a feeling before.

He stepped back into his ward.

He leaned against the door and chuckled at his own predicament.

He signed in resignation. He knew that he had no right to expect Cecilia to choose him. Now, any young man could easily overshadow his ill and weak self.

What right did he have to love her?

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

After regaining his composure, Mark opened it and saw Cecilia and Albert waiting outside.

Mark asked politely, “Are you here to pick up Edwin? He’s sleeping.”

Cecilia observed Mark.

She wasn’t naive. She could discern his shifting emotions. He had been happier during her previous visits. She attributed this shift to Albert.

However, she didn’t feel the need to provide any explanations.

After all, she didn’t owe Mark anything.

So she simply nodded coolly and replied, “Yes. Then…”

She glanced at Albert and said, “You can help me carry Edwin.”

Albert rubbed his nose and inwardly cursed his situation. Why was she putting him in this situation? Mark was evidently jealous, which was why he had been acting like this. Even though he was currently unwell, Albert anticipated that Mark’s recovery would not bode well for him.

Albert met Cecilia’s gaze and silently sought her confirmation.

Cecilia managed a faint smile and proposed, “I’m going to have dinner at my brother’s place later. Would you like to join me?”

He hurriedly replied, “Yes!

Of course he wouldn’t pass on that offer.

He also picked up Edwin affectionately.

“Let me carry you, Edwin.”

Albert even kissed Edwin’s forehead, seemingly intending to see if he could provoke Mark even more.

Sure enough, there was a disapproving expression on Mark’s face.

He glanced at Cecilia and asked, “Is this your new boyfriend?”

Cecilia could have said something to provoke Mark.

But… she chose not to.

Instead, she stared at him, and her eyes welled up with unshed tears and turned red.

Mark felt a pang of regret, but he found no words to offer her solace.

After a prolonged silence, Cecilia spoke softly, her voice tinged with hurt.

as you,

words of

outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You

“Mr. Evans,

with Edwin cradled in his arms,

headed toward

reached out and clasped her hand. He said

his

Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this

her face,

“How is the baby?”

out at Mark and argued

now, he was

from agitating him further. She reasoned that if she expressed her anger, it might worsen his mood, subsequently affecting his health. She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the moment, she wanted him to stay healthy. So, despite her pain, she suppressed her grievances and replied, “The

met his

face appeared pale

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with a hint

sensed the weight of his

indescribable ache gripped

composed Uncle Mark she had

just an

admit to

voice caught in her

back. Please take care

is your next prenatal check-up?

up at

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in

fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past…

promises were exchanged

assure him she would remain by his

up

became their

exited the ward. A wave of sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor,

long time, she let her

to Mark’s illness and the transformations

separation, she wished for

she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the ward’s door

hadn’t divulged

wasn’t enough anymore, he had to

for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

immediately stepped out of the car and opened the

be delighted to

red eyes?” he

seat and

his seat

your affairs? It was your sister-in-law who asked me to keep an eye on you. She was worried you’d be upset and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I don’t get you. Don’t you both care for each other? And now you’re pregnant. It would be a pity

had no desire to

sure to torture him and make him feel the

away, trying

you still up for

knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still

result, they

that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in every

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

she refrained from inviting her family

dropped Cecilia off at

flashed her a reassuring

knocked on the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered,

into

bed was neatly made as though

spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her

left

website on Gøøglᴇ to

scrawled on

To Cecilia.

single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed on

wait

you meet a good man, seize your

slipped from her

lowered her head, unable to

down her cheeks,

to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises, care for my health, and bring you

hadn’t found the

told her not

really waiting

come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal

had simply thought about letting him pick their baby’s

her presence would provide him with the courage he needed

he left her

circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years old again, she might have just rushed to

over 30 years old

to take into consideration, especially

But he just left.

one seemed more heartless

something amiss and was taken aback upon

Fowler, why

gently wiped her tears

crying,” she said, her

eyes hurt from

the letter on the floor and picked it up

it to shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening in

let’s just

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him

to prevent her from bidding

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt

“Ross, please accompany me to

trembled, and he wordlessly

no one mentioned

had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged

left behind only

had departed without a trace

to see him for

day on, Mark had vanished from both the

there had been

night, calling out

called Mark nor reached out to

her mind, Mark ceased to

a chilly ambiance over