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.

not as good as you, Mr. Evans,

words

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You two should sort out this

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

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

headed toward

hand. He said in a

his

apologized, “It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this

caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he was

refrained from agitating him further. She reasoned 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 a future without him at the moment, she wanted him to stay healthy. So, despite her

she met his

appeared pale

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

weight of

moment, an indescribable ache gripped

confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

was just an

couldn’t even admit to

caught in her

back. Please take

inquired, “When is your next prenatal check-up?

up at

She spoke softly.

from now, at nine in

simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the

were exchanged between

remain by his

up the topic of

children became

and she wandered to the end of the

a long time, she let her tears flow

the transformations this affliction had

pondered, even despite their separation, she wished for the

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

divulged it just

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had

wanted to accompany her for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

of the car

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet

the red

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

his seat

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.

had no desire

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 arrogant

away, trying to compose

still up

he felt it would still be nice for him

a result, they headed

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to

she refrained

Cecilia off at the

her a

and stepped inside. The moment

into the

was neatly made as though it had

devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

on her rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out

letter left for

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several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

sheet of paper

wait for

you meet a good man, seize your

slipped from her

lowered her head, unable to bring herself to pick it

streamed down her cheeks,

utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises, care for my health,

found

he had told her not

really waiting

She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal check-up like he

had simply thought about letting him pick

simply hoped her presence would provide him with

the end, he

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

was over 30

more to take into consideration,

But he just left.

seemed more

sensed something amiss and was

Fowler, why are

gently wiped her tears

she said,

hurt from

observed the letter on the floor and picked

shreds. She managed a smile, tears

let’s just forget

that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as

designed to prevent her from

eyes, Mark’s actions

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

heart trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her out of the

mentioned

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

only a letter

had departed without a

to allow Cecilia to see him

vanished from both the Fowler family and

had been such

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

called

her mind, Mark ceased to

settled in, casting a