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. Evans,

were the words of a wounded

the presence of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two should

added, “Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a

his arms, Albert made his

toward the door,

out and clasped her hand. He said

gently shook off his hand and whispered, “I’m

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

her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he

agitating him further. She reasoned that 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,

met

face appeared

playing on his

weight of his

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had

was just an ordinary man

admit

caught in her

back. Please take

next prenatal check-up? I’ll

up at

She spoke softly.

now, at nine in the

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

were

remain

bring up the topic

became

the ward. A wave of sadness washed over her, and she

a long time, she

and the transformations this affliction

she wished for the

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

hadn’t divulged

treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

of the car and opened the door for

delighted

the red

back seat and retorted,

fastened his seat

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

to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth

tears away, trying to compose

are you still up for

though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still

a result, they headed

Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

Ross accompanied Cecilia to

to join her, she refrained from inviting her

Cecilia off at the

her a

inside. The moment she entered,

into

made as though it had never

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled

a letter left for

the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on

scrawled on

To Cecilia.

a single sheet of paper inside.

don’t wait for

a good

letter slipped from her

head, unable to bring herself

streamed down her

him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me,

found

he had told

really waiting for

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

about letting

hoped her presence would provide him with the courage he needed to keep

he left her behind once

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

was over 30 years

more to take into consideration, especially since she was

But he just left.

seemed more

and was taken aback upon entering the

Fowler, why

wiped her tears

she said,

eyes hurt

the letter on the

to shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening in her

now on, let’s just forget about this

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions

quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany

he wordlessly escorted

one mentioned the incident

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

left behind only a letter

had departed without a trace of

to see him for

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

everyone forgot there had been such a

calling out to Mark as if he were still

neither called Mark nor reached out to

her mind, Mark ceased to

in, casting a chilly