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. Evans,

were the words of a wounded

outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two should sort out this

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

cradled in his arms, Albert made his

toward the door,

hand. He

his hand and whispered, “I’m

her anger, Mark tenderly apologized, “It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she held

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

and argued for a long time because

now, he was

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

she met

appeared pale

soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with

sensed the weight

that moment, an indescribable ache

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

an

couldn’t even admit

voice caught

back. Please take

next prenatal

looked up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at

his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the

promises were exchanged between

would remain by

bring up the topic

became their sole

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

long time, she let

the transformations this

separation, she wished for

didn’t know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration

hadn’t divulged

wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek

he wanted to accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

out of the car

delighted to meet your old

the red eyes?” he

back seat and

seat

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

desire

side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be

her tears away,

are you still up for dinner?” she

accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on

result, they headed

was Cecilia’s tears, her

later, Ross accompanied

Mark had intended to join her, she refrained from inviting her

Cecilia off

flashed her a

and stepped inside. The

streamed into

as though it had never been

spotless and orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

She pulled out a letter from her pocket

left for

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were several words scrawled

To Cecilia.

promptly tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet

wait for

meet a good man, seize

from

head, unable to bring herself to pick

streamed down

if she was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises, care for my health, and bring

hadn’t found the answer

told her not

she really

come over and anticipated that he

about letting

him with the courage

he left her

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

was over 30

into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

more heartless

was taken aback

Fowler, why are

gently wiped

not crying,” she said,

eyes hurt from the

the floor and picked it

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

let’s just forget

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

him as

designed to prevent her

Mark’s actions felt unbearably

said, “Ross, please

trembled, and he wordlessly

mentioned

Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and

left behind only

without a trace

not to allow Cecilia to see him for the last

on, Mark had vanished from both the Fowler

there had been such

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

Cecilia neither called Mark

mind, Mark

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over