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,

words of a

presence of an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You two should

Evans, it seems there’s a significant misunderstanding

in his

toward the door,

out and clasped her hand. He said

off his hand and whispered, “I’m

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

gently caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

she might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a

he was

Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the moment, she wanted him to stay healthy. So, despite

she met

face appeared pale

soft smile playing on his lips, tinged

the weight

indescribable ache gripped

was as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had

just an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit to

caught in her

back. Please take care of

next prenatal check-up? I’ll come with

looked up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine in

his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the

promises were exchanged

would remain by

he didn’t bring up the topic of

two children became

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

long time, she

and the transformations this affliction had

separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans

she lingered at the aisle’s end,

divulged

wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek medical

her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

Shouldn’t you be delighted

red eyes?”

the back seat and retorted, “It’s

his seat belt and

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 pity if he

desire to talk

and continued, “In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture

tears away, trying

are you still up for dinner?”

he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it

they headed to the

Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

accompanied Cecilia

had intended to join her, she refrained from inviting her

off at the

her

the door and stepped inside. The

streamed into the

neatly made as

and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

nurse on her rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled

left for Cecilia

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several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

only a single sheet of paper inside. The

don’t wait

good man, seize

letter slipped from

her head, unable to bring herself

streamed down her cheeks,

was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s

found the answer

told her

really waiting for

She had simply come over and anticipated that he would

simply thought about letting

presence would provide him with the courage he

the end, he left

offered a 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

over 30 years old

take into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

more heartless

sensed something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why

wiped her

she said,

eyes hurt from the

the letter on the floor and picked it

slowly took the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed

now on, let’s just forget about this

Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

him as a

his choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

Mark’s

“Ross,

wordlessly

one mentioned

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

left behind only a letter

departed without a trace

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him for

had vanished from both the Fowler family and

been such

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

Cecilia neither called

her mind, Mark ceased to

settled in, casting a chilly