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.

were the words of

presence of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two should sort out

smiled reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans,

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

headed toward the

reached out and clasped her hand. He said in a hushed tone,

off his hand and

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

caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

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

he was

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

she met his

appeared pale and

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

the weight of his

moment, an indescribable ache

the confident and composed Uncle

an ordinary

couldn’t even admit to feeling

caught

Please take care of

“When is your next prenatal check-up?

up at

She spoke softly.

now, at nine

her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both

promises were

would remain by

didn’t bring up

two children became their

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

time, she let her tears flow

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction had

despite their separation, she wished

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

hadn’t divulged

anymore, he

wanted to accompany her for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

you be delighted

red eyes?” he

back seat and

seat belt

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

desire to

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

her tears away, trying

still up for dinner?” she

course, Albert wanted to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once

a result, they headed to the

Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

her, she refrained from inviting her family

Cecilia off at the ward

her a

inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the

streamed into

as though it had never

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

a letter left for

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words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

only a single sheet

don’t wait for

you meet a good man, seize your

slipped from

head, unable to

streamed down

she remained uncertain if she was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll

hadn’t found the

he had told her not to

really waiting for

anticipated that he would

letting him

simply hoped her presence would provide him with the courage he needed to

the end, he left 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

into consideration,

But he just left.

more heartless

and was

Fowler, why are you

wiped her

not crying,” she

hurt from the

on the floor and

the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed

from now on, let’s just forget about this

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

eyes, Mark’s actions felt

quivered as she said, “Ross, please

wordlessly escorted

no one mentioned

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

behind only a letter for

had departed without a trace

to see him for

vanished from both the Fowler family and

forgot there had been such a person in

night, calling out to Mark

Cecilia neither called Mark nor

mind, Mark

casting a