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,

the words of a wounded

of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two should sort out this

Evans, it seems there’s a

his

headed toward the

hand. He said in

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

your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up,

gently caressed her

“How is the baby?”

Mark and

now, he was

kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated

met his

face appeared pale and

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

weight of his

that moment, an indescribable ache

and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

an ordinary man

even admit

voice caught in

back. Please take

is your next prenatal check-up? I’ll come

up at

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now,

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

were exchanged between

she would remain

up

two children became their

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

a long time, she let

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction

she wished for the robust Mr. Evans she

time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the

divulged

anymore, he had to seek medical help

her for a prenatal check-up before

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

delighted to

red eyes?” he

into the back seat and retorted, “It’s

fastened his seat belt and glanced

myself 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

desire to talk

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

her tears away, trying to

are you still up for

felt it would still be

result, they headed to

that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

had intended to join her, she refrained from inviting her

dropped Cecilia off at

her a

gently knocked on the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the ward was

into

as though

and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

noticing her confusion. She pulled out

left for

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were several words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words

wait for

meet a good man,

letter slipped from

her head, unable to bring herself

down

if she was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises, care

found

told her

she really waiting for

didn’t, not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal

had simply thought about letting

him with the courage he needed to keep

in the end, he left her behind once

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 was over 30 years old

more to take into consideration, especially since she was

But he just left.

more heartless

sensed something amiss and was taken

why

gently wiped her tears

not crying,” she

eyes hurt from

letter on the floor and picked

slowly took the letter and ripped it to shreds.

now on, let’s just forget

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a real

choice seemed designed to prevent her from

eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

voice quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany me to my prenatal

and he wordlessly escorted her

no one mentioned the

night. Peter had contacted

left behind only

had departed without a trace of

not to allow Cecilia to see

vanished from both the Fowler family

been such a

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

Cecilia neither called Mark

her mind, Mark ceased to

settled in, casting a chilly