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.

good as you,

words of

the presence of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two should sort out this

reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

with Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

headed toward the door,

out and clasped her hand. He

off his

her anger, Mark tenderly apologized, “It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears

caressed her face,

“How is the baby?”

past, she might have lashed out at Mark and

he

kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the moment, she wanted him to stay healthy.

met

appeared

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

the weight of his

an indescribable ache gripped

confident and composed Uncle

an ordinary

couldn’t even admit

voice caught

going back. Please

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

looked up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine in

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

were exchanged

didn’t assure him she would remain by

he didn’t bring up the

children became their

her, and she

time, she let

transformations this affliction had

wished for

didn’t know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the ward’s door

divulged it just

treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had

accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

immediately stepped out of the car and opened the door

be delighted to

red

seat and retorted, “It’s none

seat

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 if he doesn’t

desire

opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him

wiped her tears away, trying to compose

up for dinner?” she

to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it

a result, they

was Cecilia’s

Ross accompanied Cecilia

to join her, she refrained from inviting her family this

dropped Cecilia off at the ward

flashed her a

gently knocked on the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the ward was

streamed into

made as though it

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

letter left for

website on Gøøglᴇ to access

scrawled

To Cecilia.

finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed on

wait for

meet a good

from

head, unable to bring herself to pick

down her

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

hadn’t found the answer

had told

she really waiting

over and anticipated that he would join her for

letting him pick their

her presence would provide him with the courage he needed to keep

in the end, he

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 might have

over 30

had more to take into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

more heartless than

and was taken aback upon

why

wiped her tears

crying,” she

eyes hurt from the

letter on the floor

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

now on, let’s just forget about

that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a real

designed to prevent

eyes, Mark’s actions

quivered as she said, “Ross, please

wordlessly escorted her out of

mentioned

worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged for Mark

only

without

Cecilia to see him for the

vanished from both the Fowler family

there had been such a

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

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor

mind, Mark

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over the