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.

good as you, Mr. Evans, having so many

words

outsider, Mark chose

Albert was sensible.

You two should sort out this

added, “Mr. Evans,

his arms,

headed toward the door,

reached out and clasped her hand. He said in a hushed

gently shook off his

your Uncle Mark, just this once

caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a long time because he

now, he was

subsequently affecting his health. She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a

she met

face appeared pale

her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged

weight of his

an indescribable

and composed Uncle Mark

was just an ordinary

even admit to

voice caught in her

Please take care of

next prenatal check-up? I’ll come with

up at

She spoke softly.

now, at nine in

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

promises were exchanged between

would remain by his side

didn’t bring up the

children became

wave of sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the end of

a long time, she let her tears flow

and the transformations

wished for the robust Mr. Evans she

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

hadn’t divulged it

wasn’t enough anymore, he had

for a prenatal check-up before he had

Cecilia descended the stairs.

the car

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet your old

red eyes?” he

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

fastened his seat

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

desire to talk to

your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain…

her tears away, trying

up for dinner?”

Albert wanted to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once in

result, they

Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

join her, she refrained

Cecilia off at the ward

her

gently knocked on the door and stepped inside. The

into

was neatly made as

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed it to

a letter left for Cecilia

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several words scrawled

To Cecilia.

promptly tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed on

wait

a good man, seize your

letter slipped from her trembling

unable to

streamed down her cheeks,

to utter the

found

he had told her

she really

didn’t, not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her

thought about letting him pick their

presence would provide him with the courage he needed to keep

in the end, he left

stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but

over 30 years

consideration, especially since she was

But he just left.

one seemed more

something amiss and was taken aback upon

why

wiped her tears

crying,” she

eyes hurt from

the floor and picked it up

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

on, let’s

understood that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him

to prevent her from

eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany me

trembled, and he wordlessly

no one mentioned the

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

behind only a

had departed without

not to allow Cecilia to see him

vanished from both the Fowler family

been such a person in

at night, calling out to Mark

neither called

Mark ceased

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over