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 you, Mr. Evans, having

were the words of a

of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You

Evans, it

Edwin cradled in his arms,

toward the

hand. He

off his hand and

Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she held them

gently caressed her

“How is the baby?”

Mark and argued for a long time because

now, he was

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

she met

face appeared

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on

weight of

indescribable ache

composed Uncle

just an

even admit

voice caught in

back. Please

inquired, “When is your next prenatal check-up?

looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now,

remained silent. He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past…

promises were exchanged

would remain by

up the topic of

became their

over her, and she wandered to the

she let her tears

and the transformations

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

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

hadn’t divulged it

enough anymore, he had to seek

her for a prenatal check-up before he

Cecilia descended the stairs.

of the car and opened the door for her as she

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet

red

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

his seat belt and glanced

to 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?

desire

you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel

away,

still up for

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

result, they headed

Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable

accompanied Cecilia to her

to join her, she refrained from inviting

off

flashed her a reassuring

gently knocked on the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the ward was impeccably

streamed into the

made as

and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

pulled out a letter from her

was a letter left for Cecilia by

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words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words

don’t wait

a good

slipped from

head, unable to bring herself to pick it

down

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

found

told her not to

she really waiting

that he would join her

about letting him pick their baby’s

hoped her presence would provide him

in the end, he

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 him without

was over 30

into consideration, especially

But he just left.

one seemed more

something amiss and was

Fowler, why are

gently wiped

crying,” she said, her

eyes hurt

on the

shreds. She managed a smile, tears

now on, let’s just forget about this

that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

his choice seemed designed to prevent her

eyes, Mark’s

voice quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany me

trembled, and he wordlessly

no one mentioned

night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and

only

departed without a

chose not to allow Cecilia to see

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

there had been such a person

sleep at night, calling out to

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out to

mind, Mark

casting a chilly ambiance