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

words of a wounded

an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You two

smiled reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it

his

toward

out and clasped her hand.

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

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

her face,

“How is the baby?”

have lashed out at Mark and argued for a long

now, he

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

met his

appeared pale

soft smile playing

the weight of his

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

composed Uncle Mark

an ordinary

couldn’t even admit to feeling

voice caught in

going back. Please take

“When is your next

looked up at

She spoke softly.

now, at nine in

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

promises were exchanged

would remain by

up the topic

two children became

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

a long time, she let her tears flow

transformations this affliction had wrought

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

that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s

divulged

he had to seek medical help

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car and opened the door for her as she

delighted to

the red

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

seat belt and glanced

you think I willingly involve myself in your affairs? It was your sister-in-law who asked me 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? And now you’re pregnant. It would be a

no desire to talk to

pressed on the accelerator and continued, “In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain…

her tears away, trying to

still up

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

they headed

was Cecilia’s tears, her

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

she refrained from inviting her family this

off at

her a

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

streamed into

as

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

letter left for Cecilia by

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several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

envelope, finding only a single sheet

don’t wait

you meet a good man, seize your

letter slipped from her trembling

to bring

streamed down

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

hadn’t found the

he had told her not to

really

didn’t, not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal check-up like he

letting him pick

simply hoped her presence would provide him with the

he left

Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years old again, she might have

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consideration, especially

But he just left.

one seemed more

and was taken

why

gently wiped her tears

crying,” she said,

eyes hurt from the

letter on the floor and picked

letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed

now on, let’s just forget about

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as

to

eyes, Mark’s actions felt

“Ross, please accompany me to

trembled, and he wordlessly escorted

no one mentioned

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

only a letter for

without a trace of

not to allow Cecilia to see him for

vanished from both the Fowler family

there had been such a person in

night, calling out to Mark as if

Cecilia neither called

her mind, Mark ceased to

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over