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.

not as good as you, Mr. Evans, having

the words of

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You two should sort out this

added, “Mr. Evans, it

in his arms, Albert made his

headed toward

her hand. He said in a hushed

his

forgive your Uncle Mark, just this

caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he

that if she expressed her anger, it might worsen his mood, subsequently affecting his health. She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at

she met

appeared

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged

the weight of his

that moment, an indescribable ache

and composed Uncle

just an ordinary

admit to

voice caught

going back. Please take care of

is your next

looked up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine in

his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both

were exchanged between

she would remain by his

up the topic

two children became their

over her, and she wandered to the end of the

time, she

Mark’s illness and the transformations

separation, she wished for the robust

didn’t know 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 just

enough anymore, he had

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car and opened the door for

be delighted to meet your old

red eyes?”

and retorted, “It’s none of

fastened his seat

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

no desire to

side; make sure to torture him

wiped her tears away, trying

still up for dinner?”

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

they headed

Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to

had intended to join her, she

off at the ward

her a

the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered,

streamed into the

neatly made as though it had never

spotless and orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from

letter left

website on Gøøglᴇ to access

several words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

promptly tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed on it were

don’t wait

good man, seize your

letter slipped from

to bring herself to pick

streamed down

to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll

hadn’t found

he had told her

really

really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would

about letting him pick their

would provide him

the end, he left

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

was over 30

into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

more

and was taken aback upon entering

Fowler, why are

gently wiped

not crying,” she said, her voice

eyes hurt from

on the floor and picked

and ripped it to shreds.

from now on, let’s just forget

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as

his choice seemed designed to prevent her

eyes, Mark’s actions felt

as she said, “Ross, please accompany

heart trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her

one mentioned the incident

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

left behind only

departed without a

to see

vanished from both the Fowler family

had been such a person in their

sleep at night, calling out

neither called

mind, Mark ceased to

a