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

the words

presence of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two should sort out

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

cradled in his arms, Albert made his

headed toward

out and clasped her hand. He said in a

shook off his hand

Uncle

caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and

now, he was

hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the moment,

she met his

appeared

smile playing on

the weight

an indescribable ache gripped

and composed Uncle Mark she

an

admit

caught in

going back. Please take care

is your next prenatal check-up?

looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now,

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

were exchanged between

she would remain by his side once

he didn’t bring up

became their sole

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

a long time, she

illness and the transformations this affliction had

separation, she wished for the robust

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

hadn’t divulged it just

anymore, he

wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up before

Cecilia descended the stairs.

despite their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car

be delighted to meet

the red eyes?”

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

his seat belt

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 other? And now you’re pregnant. It

no desire

opinion, you 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 your

wiped her tears away, trying to compose

you still up

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

a result, they headed

all Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia

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

Cecilia off at the

flashed her a reassuring

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

into the

neatly made as though it had

devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and

letter left for

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words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

a single sheet of paper inside.

don’t wait for

meet a good man,

slipped from her

lowered her head, unable to

down

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

hadn’t found

he had told

really waiting for

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

thought about letting him pick their baby’s

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the

the end, he

offered 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

she was over 30

consideration, especially

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

amiss and was

Fowler, why are you

gently wiped

crying,” she said, her voice

hurt

observed the letter on the floor and picked it

ripped it to shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening in

on, let’s just forget

Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s

said, “Ross, please accompany me to

wordlessly

mentioned the

night. Peter had contacted the hospital in

behind only a letter

without a trace

allow Cecilia to see him for the last

vanished from both the Fowler family and

there had been

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

that day, Cecilia neither called

mind, Mark ceased

in, casting a