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

the words

presence of an outsider, Mark chose

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two should sort out this

Evans,

with Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert

toward the

and clasped her hand. He

gently shook off his hand and whispered,

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

caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

out at Mark and argued for a long

now, he was

his mood, subsequently affecting his health. She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the

she met

face appeared

at her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with

the weight of

an indescribable

was as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

was just an

couldn’t even admit to

caught in

going back. Please take care

“When is your next prenatal check-up?

looked up at

She spoke softly.

now, at

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

were exchanged between

she would remain by his side once

bring up the topic of

became

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

time, she let her tears

the transformations this affliction had

she wished

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

divulged it

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to

her for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and

you be delighted to meet

the red eyes?”

back seat and retorted, “It’s none

his seat belt and

upset and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I

desire to talk to

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

tears away, trying to

up for dinner?”

it would still be nice for him to check on her

they

all Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia

had intended to join her, she refrained from inviting her

Cecilia off at the ward

her a reassuring

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

streamed into the

was neatly made as though

orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

letter left

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were several words scrawled

To Cecilia.

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

don’t wait for

good man, seize

from

lowered her head, unable to

streamed down

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

hadn’t found

he had told her

really waiting for

She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her

thought about letting him pick their baby’s

him with the courage he needed to keep

he left her behind

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 18 years old again, she might have just rushed to

she was over 30

into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

amiss and was taken aback

why are you

wiped her tears

not crying,” she

eyes hurt from the

the letter on the floor and picked it up

shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening in

now on, let’s

Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a

choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s

as she said, “Ross, please accompany me

he wordlessly escorted her

mentioned

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

left behind only a letter

had departed without a

chose not to allow Cecilia to

Mark had vanished from both the Fowler family

had been such

sleep at night, calling out to

called Mark nor reached out

Mark ceased to

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over