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,

were the words of a

the presence of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You

Evans, it seems there’s a significant

Edwin cradled in his

headed toward the

and clasped her hand. He said in

his hand

forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia

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

health. She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t

she met

appeared

her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with a hint of

the weight of his

indescribable ache gripped

as if the confident and composed

an ordinary

admit to

voice caught

going back. Please take

next prenatal check-up? I’ll come

up at

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at

reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like

promises were exchanged between

she would remain by

he didn’t bring up the

children became their sole

over her, and she wandered to the

a long time, she let her tears flow

to Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction

despite their separation, she wished

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

hadn’t divulged it just

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

despite their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and

be delighted to meet your

red eyes?” he

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

fastened his seat belt

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

had no desire to talk

side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not any

wiped her tears away, trying to compose

are you still up for dinner?” she

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

a result, they headed to

that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

Ross accompanied Cecilia to

had intended to join her, she refrained

dropped Cecilia off at the ward

flashed her

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

into

neatly made as though it had

spotless and orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

a letter left for Cecilia

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words scrawled

To Cecilia.

a single sheet of paper inside. The words

wait for

meet a good man, seize your

from her

unable to bring herself to pick it

streamed down her

waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily

hadn’t found the answer

told her not

really waiting

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

about letting him pick their

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with

he left her

of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years old again, she might

was over

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

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

sensed something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are

gently wiped her tears

not crying,” she said,

hurt

letter on the floor and picked it up

it to shreds. She managed a

from now on, let’s just forget about this

understood that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

him as a real

choice seemed designed to

eyes, Mark’s

“Ross, please accompany me to

wordlessly escorted

mentioned

that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had

left behind only a letter for

had departed without a trace of

to allow Cecilia to

Mark had vanished from both the Fowler family

there had been such a person in

night, calling out to Mark as

called Mark nor

her mind, Mark ceased to

casting a