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. Evans, having so many

words of a

of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You

and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

toward

and clasped her hand. He said in a

gently shook off his hand and

my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a long

now, he

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 pain, she suppressed her grievances and replied,

met his

face appeared pale and

smile playing on his lips, tinged with a hint of

the weight

an indescribable

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she

an ordinary man

even admit to

caught in

going back. Please take care of

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

looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in

gently through her hair, reminiscent of

were

she would remain by his side once

up the topic

two children became their sole

washed over her, and she wandered

time, she let her tears

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction

even despite their separation, she wished for the

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 and

hadn’t divulged it just

wasn’t enough anymore, he had to

her for a prenatal check-up before he had to

Cecilia descended the stairs.

their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and opened the door for her as she

be delighted to meet your old

the red eyes?” he

seat and retorted, “It’s none

his seat belt and glanced

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

no desire to talk

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

away,

still up for dinner?” she

it would still be nice for him to check on

a result, they

observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

accompanied Cecilia

join her, she refrained from

dropped Cecilia off

flashed her a reassuring

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

into the

was neatly made as though it had never been

spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

She pulled out a letter from her

was a letter left

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words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words

don’t wait

a good man, seize your

letter slipped from her

head, unable to

down her

she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me,

hadn’t found the answer

had told her not

really

and anticipated that

had simply thought about letting him

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the

the end, he

never chose to stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t

was over 30

take into consideration, especially

But he just left.

more heartless

sensed something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are

gently wiped her tears

not crying,” she

hurt from the

the floor and picked

took the letter and ripped it to shreds. She

now on, let’s just forget about this

that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

over him

seemed designed to prevent her

Mark’s

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

heart trembled, and he wordlessly

no one mentioned

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

left behind only a letter for

without a

to see him for the

day on, Mark had vanished from both the Fowler family and

there had been such a

his sleep at night, calling out

neither called

Mark ceased

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over the