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.

you,

were the words of a wounded

of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

You two should sort out this

and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

with Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert

headed toward

her hand. He said in a

his hand and

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

her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

out at Mark and argued for

now, he was

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

she met

face appeared pale

her, a soft smile playing on his lips,

weight of

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped

if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she

an ordinary

couldn’t even admit to

voice caught

Please

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

up

She spoke softly.

from now, at

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

promises were exchanged

assure him she would remain by

didn’t bring up

children became their

the ward. A wave of sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor, standing there

time, she let

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction had

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

know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the ward’s

hadn’t divulged it

enough anymore, he had to seek

why he wanted to accompany her for a prenatal

Cecilia descended the stairs.

strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and

be delighted to meet your old

the red eyes?”

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

fastened his seat

think I willingly involve myself in your 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

had no desire

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 arrogant

her tears away, trying to compose

still up for

he felt it would still be

result, they headed to

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

her, she refrained from inviting

Cecilia off

flashed her

The moment she entered, she noticed

streamed into the

bed was neatly made as though it had

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and

letter left for Cecilia by

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several words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

finding only a single sheet of

wait

you meet a good man,

slipped from her trembling

head, unable to

down her cheeks,

was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me,

found the

told her not to

really waiting for

not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join

simply thought about letting him pick their baby’s

presence would provide him with the courage he needed to keep

in the end, he left

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,

over 30 years

into consideration, especially since

But he just left.

one seemed more heartless

something amiss and was taken aback upon

Fowler, why

wiped her

crying,” she said,

hurt from the

on the floor

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

let’s just forget about

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a real

to prevent her

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

said, “Ross, please accompany me

and he wordlessly escorted her out of the

one mentioned the incident

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

left behind only a

had departed without a trace

to allow Cecilia to see him for

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

there had been such a person in their

Edwin whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling

Cecilia neither called Mark

her mind, Mark

in, casting a chilly ambiance