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.

not as good as you, Mr. Evans,

words of a wounded

an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You two should sort

and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

his arms,

toward the door,

hand. He

shook off his

Mark tenderly apologized, “It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she held

gently caressed her face,

“How is the baby?”

out at Mark and argued for a long time

now, he

if she 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 her pain, she suppressed her grievances and replied, “The

she met his

face appeared pale

a soft smile playing on his

weight

indescribable ache

confident and composed Uncle Mark she had

just an

couldn’t even admit

caught in her

Please take

“When is your next prenatal

up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine

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

were exchanged between

would remain by his side once he

up the topic

children became their

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

she

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction had

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

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

divulged it just

he had to seek medical help

why he wanted to accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

immediately stepped out of the car and opened the

be delighted to meet

the red eyes?”

and retorted,

fastened his seat belt

and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I don’t get you. Don’t

desire to talk to

should have 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

her tears away, trying to compose

up for dinner?” she

Albert wanted to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for

they

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

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

join her, she refrained from inviting her family this

Cecilia off at the

flashed her a reassuring

on the door and stepped inside. The

streamed into

as though it had

spotless and orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

on her rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter

left

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several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

a single sheet of paper inside. The words

wait for

meet a good man, seize your

from her trembling

head, unable to bring herself to

streamed down her

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

found

had told her not

really waiting for

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

thought about letting him

him with the

end, he left her

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 18 years old again, she might have just rushed to

was over 30 years

consideration, especially

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are you

wiped

not crying,” she said, her

eyes hurt from the

on the floor and picked

to shreds. She

now on, let’s just forget about this

understood that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

over him

designed to prevent her from bidding him

eyes, Mark’s actions felt

said, “Ross,

he wordlessly escorted her out

mentioned the incident

Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter

left behind only a letter for

had departed without a trace

to see him for the last

vanished from both the Fowler family

forgot there had been such a

night, calling out to Mark as if he were still

called Mark nor reached

her mind, Mark ceased

casting a chilly ambiance over