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 of

the presence of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

You two should sort out this

and added, “Mr. Evans, it

Edwin cradled in his

toward

out and clasped her hand. He said in a

off his hand and whispered,

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

her

“How is the baby?”

out at Mark and argued for a long

now, he

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

met his

face appeared

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

the weight of his

an indescribable ache gripped

if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she

just an ordinary

couldn’t even admit to feeling

caught in

Please take care

“When is your next

up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in the

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

were exchanged

remain by his side once he

he didn’t bring up the topic

two children became their

over her, and she wandered to

time, she let her

and the transformations this

despite their separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans

lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration

divulged it

enough anymore, he had to seek medical help

to accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

be delighted to meet your

red eyes?”

and

seat belt and glanced

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.

had no desire to talk to

to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not any

away, trying to compose

still up

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

result, they headed

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

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

her, she

off

her

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

streamed into the

made 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 her pocket and handed

left for Cecilia

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scrawled on

To Cecilia.

tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet

wait

good man, seize your

from

to

down

for him to recover, to utter

found the

he had told her

she really waiting for

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

had simply thought about letting him pick their

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

he left

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

she was over

had more to take into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

one seemed more heartless than

something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are

gently wiped her tears

she said, her

hurt from the

on the floor and picked it

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

now on, let’s just

Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him

his choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt

quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany me

he wordlessly escorted her out

mentioned the

Waylen did some digging and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in

only a letter for

without a trace

not to allow Cecilia to see him for

vanished from both the Fowler family and

there had been such a person

in his sleep at night, calling out to

day, Cecilia neither called Mark

mind, Mark ceased to

casting a