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

words of a wounded

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

car. You

added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

in his arms, Albert

toward

her hand.

shook off his hand

you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears

gently caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

lashed out at Mark and argued for a long time because he had hurt her

he was

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,

met

appeared

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with a hint

the weight of

an indescribable ache

the confident and composed

was just an ordinary man

admit to feeling

caught in

Please

“When is your next prenatal

up at

She spoke softly.

from now, at nine

reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like a guardian

were exchanged between

would remain by his side once

he didn’t bring up the topic of

two children became

sadness washed over her, and

time, she

illness and the transformations this affliction

despite their separation, she wished for the robust Mr.

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

hadn’t divulged it

enough anymore, he had

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

out of the car and opened the

you be delighted to meet your

red eyes?”

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

fastened his seat belt and

you think I willingly involve myself 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 you both care for each

had no desire to

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

tears away, trying to compose

still up for

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

a result, they headed to the

was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

Ross accompanied Cecilia

had intended to join her, she refrained from inviting

off at the

flashed her a

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

streamed into the

bed was neatly made as

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a

left for Cecilia

website on Gøøglᴇ to

were several words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

envelope, finding only a single sheet of

wait

you meet a good man,

from

to bring herself to

streamed down her cheeks,

to utter the words, “Forgive me,

found

told her

she really

not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that

about letting him pick their

him

the end, he

bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if

was over 30 years old

into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

more heartless than

sensed something amiss and was taken

Fowler, why

wiped her

crying,” she said, her

hurt from

letter on the floor and picked it up

and ripped it to shreds. She managed a smile, tears

let’s just forget about

understood that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

him

his choice seemed designed to

eyes, Mark’s

quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany me to my prenatal

heart trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her

mentioned the

worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital

behind only a letter

departed without a trace of

to allow Cecilia to see

vanished from both the Fowler family

everyone forgot there had been such

in his sleep at night, calling

called Mark nor reached out

mind, Mark

casting a chilly ambiance over the