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.

not as good as you, Mr.

were the words of a wounded

of an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

car. You two should sort

added, “Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a significant

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert

headed toward

her hand. He

his hand and whispered,

fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she

gently caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

Mark and argued for a long time because he had hurt

now, he

hadn’t really contemplated

she met

face appeared pale and

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on his

the weight

moment, an indescribable ache

and composed Uncle

just an

admit to feeling

voice caught

back. Please

is your next prenatal

looked up at

She spoke softly.

now, at

gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like a guardian and

were exchanged between

she would remain by his

bring up the

children became

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

time, she

and the transformations this affliction had wrought

pondered, even despite their separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans she once

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

divulged

enough anymore, he had to seek

accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet your old

red eyes?”

the back seat and retorted, “It’s none of your

his seat belt

asked me to keep an eye on you. She was worried you’d be upset and might experience abdominal pain.

desire to

“In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not any less than your arrogant

her tears away, trying to compose

up for dinner?”

course, Albert wanted to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once

a result, they headed to the

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

she refrained

Cecilia off at

flashed her a

the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the ward was impeccably

into

bed was neatly made as

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket

a letter left for Cecilia by

website on Gøøglᴇ

scrawled

To Cecilia.

sheet of paper inside. The words

don’t wait for

you meet a good man, seize

slipped from her trembling

head, unable to bring herself to pick it

down her

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

hadn’t found

had told her not

she really waiting

come over and anticipated that he

had simply thought about letting

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the

the end, he left her behind

a plethora of choices, but he never chose to stand by her, regardless of the 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

into consideration, especially

But he just left.

seemed more

sensed something amiss and was

why are

wiped her

crying,” she said, her voice

hurt from the

on the floor and

the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening in her

on, let’s just forget about this

understood that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

as she said, “Ross, please

wordlessly escorted her

one mentioned

that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged for Mark to

left behind only

without a trace

allow Cecilia to

on, Mark had vanished from both the Fowler family

there had been such

at night, calling out to Mark as if he were

called Mark

mind, Mark

casting a