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, Mr. Evans, having so

words of a

presence of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You

Evans, it seems there’s a significant misunderstanding

with Edwin cradled in his

toward the door,

out and clasped her hand. He

his hand and whispered, “I’m

Can you forgive your Uncle

caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

have lashed out at Mark and argued for a

now, he

hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the moment, she

she met his

face appeared

a soft smile playing on his

weight of

moment, an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

just an

admit

caught in her

Please take

“When is your next prenatal

looked up at

She spoke softly.

from now, at nine in the

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

promises were

remain by his side

bring up the

two children became

A wave of sadness washed over her, and

a long time, she let her tears flow

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction had wrought

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

whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent

divulged it just

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

the car and opened the door for her as she

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet

the red

settled into the back seat and

his seat

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

desire

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

away, trying to compose

still up for dinner?”

wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on

a result, they headed to the

that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

join her, she refrained from inviting her

Cecilia off at the ward

flashed her a

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

into

was neatly made as though it

devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out

letter left for Cecilia by

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words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

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

don’t wait for

good

slipped from her trembling

unable to bring herself to pick it

down her cheeks,

uncertain if she was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises, care for my health, and

found the answer

had told

she really waiting

and anticipated that

letting him

him

he left her behind

offered a plethora 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

was over

more to take into consideration, especially since

But he just left.

more heartless than

and was taken aback upon entering the

why

gently wiped

she said, her voice

eyes hurt

observed the letter on the floor

shreds. She managed a smile, tears

now on, let’s just forget

Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

him as a

his choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt

she said, “Ross, please accompany

and he wordlessly escorted her out of the

no one mentioned the incident

discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in

behind only a letter for

departed without a trace

not to allow Cecilia to see him for the last

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

had been

whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling

called

mind, Mark ceased to

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over the