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 good as you, Mr. Evans, having

were the words of a

an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You two

added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

his arms,

headed toward

clasped her hand. He said in

his hand and whispered,

her anger, Mark tenderly apologized, “It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once

her

“How is the baby?”

at Mark and argued for a long time because he

now, he was

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

she met

face appeared pale and

smile playing on his

weight of his

indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had

an

couldn’t even admit to

voice caught

back. Please take

next prenatal check-up? I’ll come with

looked up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine in

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

promises were

remain by his side once

didn’t bring up

children became

sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor, standing there

a long time, she let her tears

illness and the transformations this affliction

despite their separation, she wished for the robust

she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored

divulged it just

he had to seek

for a prenatal check-up before he

Cecilia descended the stairs.

strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and opened the door

be delighted to

the red

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

his seat belt and

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

desire to

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

away, trying to

still up for dinner?” she

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

they headed to the

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

accompanied Cecilia to

she refrained from inviting her family

off at the ward

flashed her a

The moment she entered, she noticed the

streamed into

neatly made as

spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

She pulled out a

letter left for

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words scrawled

To Cecilia.

tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed

wait

you meet a good man, seize your

slipped from

to bring herself to

down her cheeks,

to utter the

hadn’t found the

he had told

she really waiting

simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal check-up

thought about letting him pick their

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the courage he needed to

end, he

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 was over 30 years old

more to take into consideration, especially since

But he just left.

one seemed more heartless than

sensed something amiss and was taken aback upon entering

why are

gently wiped her

she said,

hurt from the

observed the letter on the floor and picked

shreds. She managed a smile,

let’s just forget

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as

to prevent her from

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

voice quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany

heart trembled, and he wordlessly

no one mentioned the

and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter

left behind only a letter

departed without a trace of

allow Cecilia to see him for

Mark had vanished from both the Fowler family

been such a person in their

sleep at night, calling out to

neither called Mark nor reached

Mark

in, casting a chilly ambiance over the