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,

the words of

of an outsider, Mark chose

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You two should sort

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

cradled in his arms, Albert

toward

clasped her hand. He said in a hushed tone,

off his hand

Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a long

he

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

face appeared pale

smile playing on his lips, tinged with a hint

sensed the weight

an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

and composed Uncle Mark she had

just an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit

caught in her

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looked up

She spoke softly.

from now, at nine in

reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like a

promises were exchanged

would remain by

he didn’t bring up

two children became

her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor, standing there

time, she

Mark’s illness and the transformations

wished

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

divulged it just

treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek

accompany her for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

immediately stepped out of the car and

be delighted to

the red

into the back seat and retorted,

fastened his seat belt

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 each other? And now you’re pregnant. It would be a pity

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her tears away, trying to

you still up for

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 in a

result, they headed to the

was Cecilia’s tears, her

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

had intended to join her, she refrained

Cecilia off

her a

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

into the

bed was neatly made as though it had

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a

a letter left for Cecilia by

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words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

finding only a single sheet of

don’t wait for

good man, seize

slipped from her trembling

unable to bring herself to

streamed down

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

hadn’t found the

had told her not to

she really

didn’t, not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that

letting him pick their baby’s

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with

end, he left her

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,

was over 30 years

more to take into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

was taken aback upon entering

Fowler, why are

wiped her tears

crying,” she said, her voice

hurt from the

the floor and

and ripped it to shreds. She managed a

from now on, let’s just forget about this

understood that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a real

his choice seemed designed to prevent her

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s

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

heart trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her out

no one mentioned the incident

digging and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted

left behind only

without a trace

allow Cecilia to see him for the

Mark had vanished from

had been such a person in their

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

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark

her mind, Mark ceased to

casting a