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.

you, Mr. Evans, having

were the words of a wounded

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You two

“Mr. Evans, it seems there’s

cradled in his

headed toward

reached out and clasped her hand. He said

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

her

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he

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.

met

face appeared pale and

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on

the weight of his

an indescribable ache

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

just an ordinary man

even admit to feeling

caught in her

back. Please take

inquired, “When is your next prenatal check-up? I’ll come

up at

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in

hair, reminiscent of

promises were exchanged

didn’t assure him she would remain

he didn’t bring up

became their

her, and she wandered to the end

she let her tears flow

illness and the transformations this affliction had wrought

despite their separation, she wished for the robust Mr.

that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end,

divulged it just

he had to

accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

out of the car and opened the

be delighted to meet your old

red eyes?” he

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

seat belt

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 a pity if he doesn’t

no desire to talk

my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be

her tears away, trying

you still up

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

a result, they

was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

her, she refrained

dropped Cecilia off

her a reassuring

The moment she entered, she noticed the ward

streamed into

neatly made as

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and

was a letter left for Cecilia

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were several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

only a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed

wait

meet a good

from her trembling

to bring herself

streamed down her cheeks,

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

found the answer

he had told her not

really waiting

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

thought about letting him pick their

had simply hoped her presence would provide him

in the end, he left her behind once

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

over 30 years old

had more to take into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

more heartless

and was

why are you

gently wiped her tears

crying,” she said, her voice

hurt

on the floor and picked it up

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

let’s

that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him

seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

Mark’s actions

quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany

and he wordlessly escorted her out

mentioned

that night. Peter had contacted

only

had departed without

not to allow Cecilia to see him for the

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

had been such a person in their

Edwin whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling

Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out

mind, Mark ceased to

a chilly ambiance over the