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,

words of a

outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

car. You two should sort out this

and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a

with Edwin cradled in his

headed toward the door,

hand. He said

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

Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia

caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he

might worsen his mood, subsequently affecting his 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

she met his

appeared pale and

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

weight

an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

was as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

was just an

admit

caught in

Please

your next prenatal

looked up at

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at

remained silent. He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like a guardian and

promises were exchanged

assure him she would remain

didn’t bring up the

children became

sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the

time, she let her tears

to Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction had

pondered, even despite their separation, she wished for the

whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the

hadn’t divulged it

enough anymore, he

was why he wanted 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

you be delighted to meet

the red

seat and

his seat belt and glanced

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

no desire to talk

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

away, trying to compose

you still up for dinner?”

him, he felt it would still be nice for him to

a result, they headed to the

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her

Ross accompanied Cecilia to

Mark had intended to join her, she refrained from inviting

Cecilia off at the

her a reassuring

stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed

into

as though it

devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

pulled out a

letter left for Cecilia by

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several words scrawled

To Cecilia.

open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper

don’t wait for

meet a good man, seize

slipped from her

lowered her head, unable to bring

streamed down her cheeks,

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

found

had told her not to

she really waiting

not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he

simply thought about letting

provide him with the courage he needed

he

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

she was over 30 years old

consideration, especially since she was

But he just left.

one seemed more

sensed something amiss and was taken aback upon entering the

Fowler, why are you

gently wiped her

crying,” she

hurt

letter on the floor and picked

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

now on, let’s just forget about this

understood that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

him as

choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

Mark’s actions felt unbearably

said, “Ross, please accompany me

wordlessly escorted

one mentioned

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

behind only a letter for

without a

to see him for

had vanished from

there had been such a person in

his sleep at night, calling out to Mark

day, Cecilia neither called Mark

mind, Mark ceased to

casting a chilly ambiance over