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.

words of a wounded

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

You two should

smiled reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a

his arms,

toward

and clasped her hand. He said

off his hand and

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

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and argued

he

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

met his

face appeared

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

weight of his

indescribable ache gripped

as if the confident and composed Uncle

was just an

admit

caught

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looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in the

He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like a

were exchanged

assure him she would remain by his side

up the

children became their sole

A wave of sadness washed over her, and

time, she

Mark’s illness and the transformations this

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

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

hadn’t divulged

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek medical help

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car and opened the door for her

delighted to meet your old

red eyes?” he

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

his seat belt and glanced

who asked me to keep an eye on you. She was worried you’d be upset and might experience abdominal pain.

had no desire to

“In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite

wiped her tears away, trying

you still up for dinner?”

he felt it would still be nice for

result, they

that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

accompanied Cecilia

to join her, she refrained from

off at

flashed her a reassuring

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

into

neatly made as though

and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed it

was a letter left for Cecilia by

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scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed on

wait

a good man,

slipped from her trembling

to bring herself to pick it

streamed down her

Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily

hadn’t found

he had told

she really

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

thought about letting him pick their baby’s

her presence would provide him with the courage he needed to

end, he left her

Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years old again, she might have just rushed to him

she was over 30

into consideration, especially

But he just left.

more heartless than

and was

Fowler, why

wiped her

crying,” she said,

eyes hurt

observed the letter on the floor and picked it

shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening

now on, let’s

Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as

seemed designed to

Mark’s actions

quivered as she said, “Ross,

wordlessly escorted

one mentioned the

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

behind only

departed without a trace

not to allow Cecilia to see him for

Mark had vanished from both the Fowler family

forgot there had been

“dad” in his sleep at night, calling out to

called Mark nor reached

her mind, Mark ceased

settled in, casting a chilly