A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1801-1810

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.

words

of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You

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

in his

headed toward the

her hand. He said in a hushed

off his hand and

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

gently caressed her face,

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he was

agitating him further. She reasoned 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

at her, a soft smile playing on

the weight of

indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she

an ordinary

admit to

voice caught in

Please take care of

is your next

up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine

remained silent. He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that

were exchanged

assure him she would remain

up the topic of

children became their sole

her, and she

she let her tears flow

transformations this affliction had wrought

their separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans she once

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

divulged it

wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek medical help

her for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

of the car and opened the

Shouldn’t you be delighted

the red

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

his seat belt and glanced

you think I willingly involve 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 might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I

no desire to

side; make sure to torture him and make

tears away, trying to

still up for dinner?” she

course, Albert wanted to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be

a result, they headed to the

all Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

Ross accompanied Cecilia

her, she refrained from inviting her

Cecilia off at

flashed her a

stepped inside. The moment she

streamed into

was neatly made as though it had

and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out

was a letter left for Cecilia

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words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

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

wait for

meet a good

from

lowered her head, unable to bring herself to pick it

streamed down her cheeks,

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

found the answer

he had told her not

really

that he would join

letting him pick

simply hoped her presence would provide him

in the end, he left

choices, but he never chose to stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t

over

had more to take into consideration, especially since

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

sensed something amiss and was taken

Fowler, why are you

wiped her

crying,” she said,

hurt

letter on the

ripped it to shreds. She managed a

from now on, let’s just forget about

understood that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

over him

seemed designed to

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt

said, “Ross, please accompany me to

and he wordlessly

one mentioned

condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in

left behind only a

had departed without a

not to allow Cecilia to

Mark had vanished

there had been such a person in their

whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if he were

neither called Mark

her mind, Mark ceased to

casting a chilly ambiance over

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