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,

the words

of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

You two should sort out

“Mr. Evans,

with Edwin cradled in his arms,

toward the

reached out and clasped her hand.

off his hand and whispered, “I’m

all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

out at Mark and argued

now, he was

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

met

face appeared

playing on his lips, tinged with a hint of

the weight of his

an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

just an

couldn’t even admit to

caught in

Please take care

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

up at

She spoke softly.

from now, at

brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that

promises were

remain by his side

he didn’t bring up the topic of

children became their

ward. A wave of sadness washed over her, and

she

and the transformations this affliction

she wished for the robust Mr.

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

hadn’t divulged it just

enough anymore, he had to seek medical help

was why he wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up before

Cecilia descended the stairs.

immediately stepped out of the car and

be delighted to meet your old

the red eyes?” he

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

fastened his seat belt and glanced

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

no desire

him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome,

tears away, trying to

you still up for dinner?” she

felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every

they headed to

was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in every

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

she refrained from

off at the

flashed her a

and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed

streamed into the

was neatly made as though it

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

noticing her confusion. She pulled out

letter left

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were several words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

finding only a single sheet of paper

wait for

meet a good man, seize

from her

unable to bring herself

down her cheeks,

recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to

found

told

really waiting for

really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join

thought about letting him pick their

had simply hoped her presence would provide him

he left her behind once

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

she was over 30 years old

consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

and was taken aback upon entering the

Fowler, why are you

wiped

she said, her

eyes hurt from the

letter on the floor

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

from now on, let’s just forget about this

Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a

his choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

eyes, Mark’s

she said, “Ross, please accompany me to my

trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her out

mentioned the incident

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

only

without a trace of

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him for the last

day on, Mark had vanished from both the Fowler

there had been such

night, calling out to Mark as if he

Cecilia neither called Mark nor

her mind, Mark ceased to

casting a