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,

were the words of

outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two

Evans, it seems there’s a significant

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

headed toward the door,

clasped her hand. He said in a

his hand and

you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt

caressed her

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a long

now, he

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

met

face appeared pale and

playing on his lips,

weight

that moment, an indescribable ache

as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she

an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit to feeling

voice caught in

going back. Please take care

“When is your next

looked up at

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now,

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

were exchanged

she would remain by his side once

he didn’t bring up the

two children became their sole

her, and she wandered to the

she let her

to Mark’s illness and the transformations this

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

didn’t know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored

hadn’t divulged

wasn’t enough anymore, he

to accompany her for a prenatal check-up before

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

you be delighted to

the red eyes?” he

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

seat

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

desire to talk

should have him 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

tears away, trying to compose

are you still up

wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once in a

a result, they headed to the

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

accompanied Cecilia to

she refrained from inviting her family this

Cecilia off at

flashed her a reassuring

stepped inside. The moment she entered,

into

neatly made as though it had never been

spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

nurse on her rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed it

a letter left for Cecilia

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were several words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed on it were

wait for

a good man,

letter slipped from

to

streamed down her cheeks,

for him to recover, to utter the

hadn’t found

had told

really

and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal check-up like he

about letting him pick their baby’s

would provide him with

in the end, he left her

never chose to stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she

was over

take into consideration, especially

But he just left.

seemed more

amiss and was taken

why

wiped her

she

eyes hurt from

letter on the floor and picked it up

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

let’s just forget about this

Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

him as

choice seemed designed to prevent

eyes, Mark’s actions felt

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

he wordlessly escorted

one mentioned

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

only a

without

not to allow Cecilia to see

vanished from both the Fowler family and

everyone forgot there had been such a person in

night, calling out to Mark as if

called

Mark ceased to

a chilly ambiance over