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, Mr. Evans, having

were the words

an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

car. You two

“Mr. Evans, it seems there’s

cradled in his arms, Albert made

toward

her hand. He said in a hushed

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

you forgive your Uncle

caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

lashed out at Mark and

now, he was

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

she met his

appeared pale

soft smile playing

the weight of

moment, an indescribable ache gripped

if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

just an

couldn’t even admit to

caught in

Please

is your next prenatal

up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine

simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed

were

would remain by his side once

bring up

became

her, and she wandered to the end of

long time, she

illness and the transformations this affliction had wrought

despite their separation, she wished

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

hadn’t divulged it just

enough anymore, he had

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

out of the car and opened the

delighted to meet your

red eyes?” he

and retorted, “It’s none of

fastened his seat belt

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

had no desire to

opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s

wiped her tears away,

up for dinner?” she

Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him

they headed to the

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

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

Cecilia off at

flashed her

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

into

made as though it had never been

and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

confusion. She pulled

was a letter left

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several words scrawled

To Cecilia.

envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed on

wait for

good man, seize your

slipped from

her head, unable to bring herself to pick it

streamed down her cheeks,

Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises,

found the answer

told

she really waiting for

had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for

letting

her presence would provide him with the

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 him

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consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

more

something amiss and was taken aback upon entering

why are

wiped her

not crying,” she

eyes hurt from

the floor and

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

from now on, let’s just forget about this

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

him as

designed to

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt

said, “Ross, please accompany me to my

wordlessly escorted

no one mentioned

had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged for Mark to be transferred

only a letter for

departed without a trace

to allow Cecilia to see him for the

had vanished from both the Fowler family and

everyone forgot there had been such a person in

calling

Cecilia neither called Mark nor

mind, Mark

in, casting a chilly ambiance over the