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.

were the words

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose

Albert was sensible.

car. You two

“Mr. Evans, it seems there’s

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert

headed toward the door,

hand. He said in

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

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

gently caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

Mark and

now, he was

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 and replied,

met

appeared pale and

her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with a

the weight

an indescribable

as if the confident and composed Uncle

just an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit to feeling

caught

going back. Please take care of

“When is your next prenatal check-up? I’ll

looked up at

She spoke softly.

now, at nine in

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

were exchanged between

would remain by his side

didn’t bring up the topic

children became their

ward. A wave of sadness washed over her, and

a long time, she

transformations this affliction had wrought upon

their separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans

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

divulged

anymore, he

to accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

of the car and

delighted to meet your

red

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

desire to

sure to torture him and make him feel the

away, trying to

still up for dinner?” she

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

a result, they headed to

was Cecilia’s

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

intended to join her, she refrained from inviting

off at the

flashed her a reassuring

knocked on the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed

streamed into the

as though it had never

and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from

a letter left for Cecilia by

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were several words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words

don’t wait for

a good man, seize your

slipped from

unable to bring herself to pick

down her cheeks,

to utter the words, “Forgive me,

found the answer

told her not to

she really

that he would join her for her prenatal check-up

had simply thought about letting him

presence would provide him with the

in the end, 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

was over 30

had more to take into consideration,

But he just left.

more heartless than

was taken aback upon entering

Fowler, why are

wiped her

not crying,” she said, her voice

hurt

observed the letter on the

shreds. She managed a

from now on, let’s just

Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

his choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

Mark’s actions

she said, “Ross, please accompany

he wordlessly escorted her out of

no one mentioned

had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and

left behind only a letter

departed without a trace of

not to allow Cecilia to see him

had vanished from both the Fowler family

forgot there had been such a person in their

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

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out to

her mind, Mark ceased to

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance