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, having so

words of a

outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two should sort

smiled reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

in his arms, Albert made his

toward the door,

hand. He

shook off his hand and

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

her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

she might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a

he

Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at

she met

appeared pale

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on his lips,

the weight

indescribable ache

if the confident and composed Uncle Mark

was just an ordinary

admit to feeling

voice caught in her

Please take care of

your next prenatal

looked up at

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine in the

He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that

were

assure him she would remain by

he didn’t bring up the topic

two children became

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

a long time, she

and the transformations this affliction had wrought upon

despite their separation, she wished for the

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

hadn’t divulged

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.

despite their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the

be delighted to meet your old

the red

the back seat and

his seat belt

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 a pity if he doesn’t

no desire to talk to

torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not any less than your arrogant

her tears away,

you still up for dinner?”

he felt it

a result, they headed to the

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

Ross accompanied Cecilia to

to join her, she refrained from inviting

off at the

her

The moment she

into

neatly made as though

spotless and orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed it

was a letter left for Cecilia by

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scrawled

To Cecilia.

sheet of

don’t wait for

you meet a good

from her

to bring

streamed down her cheeks,

now, she remained 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 bring you

hadn’t found the

told her not

she really

that he

thought about letting him pick their

him with the courage he needed to

he

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

she was over 30 years

more to take into consideration, especially since she was

But he just left.

seemed more heartless than

amiss and was

Fowler, why are

wiped her tears

she said, her voice

eyes hurt from the

the letter on the floor and picked

to shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening in

now on, let’s just forget about

that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as

his choice seemed designed to prevent

Mark’s

as she said, “Ross, please accompany

and he wordlessly escorted her out of the

no one mentioned the

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

behind only a letter

departed without a trace of

allow Cecilia to see him for

had vanished from both the Fowler family

had been such a

sleep at night, calling out to Mark

day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor

mind, Mark

a chilly ambiance over