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.

good as you, Mr. Evans,

words of

presence of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

car. You two should sort out this

reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it

in his arms,

headed toward the door,

clasped her hand. He said in a

gently shook off his hand and whispered, “I’m

Uncle Mark, just this once

caressed her face,

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and argued

he

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

she met

face appeared

playing on his lips, tinged

sensed the weight

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped

confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

was just an ordinary man

even admit to feeling

voice caught in

Please take care of

your next prenatal check-up? I’ll come with

up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in

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

were exchanged

didn’t assure him she would remain by his side once

he didn’t bring up the topic

children became their

and she wandered to the end

time, she let her

transformations this affliction had wrought

their separation, she wished

the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the

divulged it just

treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had

wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up before he

Cecilia descended the stairs.

despite their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and opened the

delighted to meet your

the red eyes?”

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

fastened his seat belt and glanced

in 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

no desire to

make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not

away, trying to

up

to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for

a result, they

all Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

join her, she refrained

dropped Cecilia off at the ward

her

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

streamed into

made as though

spotless and orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed it to

was a letter left for Cecilia

website on Gøøglᴇ to access

scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

only a single sheet of paper inside.

don’t wait

good

letter slipped from

unable to bring herself to pick

streamed down her

him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily

found

he had told her not

really waiting for

that he would join her for her prenatal

had simply thought about letting him pick their baby’s

him

he left

the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t

over 30 years

into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

one seemed more

amiss and was taken

Fowler, why are

wiped

she said,

hurt

the

the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed

let’s just forget about

that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

him as a real

designed to prevent her from bidding

Mark’s actions felt unbearably

she said, “Ross, please accompany me

heart trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her out

mentioned the

that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter

left behind only a letter for

had departed without

to see him for

on, Mark had vanished from both the Fowler family

had been such a person

whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if he were

Cecilia neither called

her mind, Mark ceased

settled in, casting a chilly