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 so

the words of

of an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two should sort out this

“Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a significant misunderstanding

Edwin cradled in his arms,

toward the

clasped her hand. He said in

his hand and whispered, “I’m

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

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

past, she might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a long

now, he was

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 met his

appeared pale and

her, a soft smile playing on his

sensed the weight of his

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

an

couldn’t even admit to

caught in

back. Please take

next

looked up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at

He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of

promises were exchanged between

would remain

bring up

became

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

time, she let

and the transformations this affliction had wrought

wished for the robust Mr. Evans she

she didn’t know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark

divulged

treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he

wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up before he had

Cecilia descended the stairs.

strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and opened the

be delighted

red

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

fastened his seat belt and

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 pity if he doesn’t

had no desire to

him 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

wiped her tears away,

up for dinner?”

he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once

they headed

that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

her, she refrained from inviting her family this

off at the ward

her

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

streamed into the

made as though it had never

and orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

She pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed it

was a letter left for Cecilia

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were several words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

single sheet of

wait for

you meet a good man, seize your

letter slipped from her

to bring

streamed down her cheeks,

to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive

found the answer

had told her

she really waiting

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

about letting

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the courage

he left her behind

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

over 30 years old

had more to take into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

more heartless than

and was taken

Fowler, why

wiped her tears

not crying,” she said, her

eyes hurt from the

the floor and picked

and ripped it to shreds. She managed a smile, tears

now on, let’s just forget about this

that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as

designed to prevent her from bidding

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions

said, “Ross, please accompany me

and he wordlessly escorted her out of the

mentioned the incident

and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the

left behind only a letter for

had departed without

Cecilia to see

vanished from both the Fowler family and

forgot there had been such a

in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if he

day, Cecilia neither called

her mind, Mark ceased

settled in, casting a