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.

the words of

of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two should sort

and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

his arms, Albert made

headed toward

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

shook off his

my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she held

caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

she might have lashed out at Mark and

he was

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

she met his

face appeared pale

playing on his lips, tinged

weight

an indescribable ache gripped

as if the confident and composed

was just an ordinary

admit to feeling

voice caught

back. Please take care of

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

looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at

fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the

were exchanged between

would remain by

up the topic of

became their sole

wave of sadness washed over her, and she

she let her tears flow

transformations this

separation, she wished for the robust

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

divulged

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek medical

he wanted to accompany her for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

the

you be delighted to meet your

red eyes?” he

back seat and retorted, “It’s

his seat

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 would

desire to

continued, “In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be

away, trying to compose

are you still up for

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

they

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

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

Mark had intended to join her, she refrained from

off at

flashed her a reassuring

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

into

was neatly made as though

spotless and orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

left for

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several words scrawled

To Cecilia.

envelope, finding only a single sheet

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from

to

down her cheeks,

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

hadn’t found the

told her not

really waiting for

over and anticipated that he would join

had simply thought about letting him pick

would provide him with

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

was over 30

more to take into consideration, especially since

But he just left.

one seemed more

and was taken aback

why are

wiped her

crying,” she said,

hurt from the

the letter on the floor and picked

ripped it to shreds. She managed a

from now on, let’s just

Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

him as a

designed to prevent

eyes, Mark’s actions felt

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

he wordlessly escorted her out

no one mentioned

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

left behind only a letter

without

chose not to allow Cecilia to see

vanished from both the Fowler family

everyone forgot there had been such a person in their

Edwin whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor

Mark ceased

casting a chilly ambiance over the