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, Mr. Evans,

words of a wounded

of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

car. You two should sort out

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

cradled in his arms,

headed toward the

reached out and clasped her hand. He said in

off his hand and

Uncle Mark,

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

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

he was

refrained from 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 the moment, she wanted him to stay healthy. So, despite her pain, she suppressed her grievances and replied, “The baby is

she met

appeared

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

the weight

that moment, an indescribable ache

composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

was just an ordinary

even admit to feeling

caught in her

going back. Please

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

looked up

She spoke softly.

now, at

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

promises were exchanged

she would remain by

up the topic

became their sole

exited the ward. A wave of sadness washed over her, and

she let her tears flow

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction

despite their separation, she wished for

she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the ward’s door and watching

divulged it just

enough anymore, he had to seek medical

to accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

immediately stepped out of the car and opened the door for

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet

red eyes?”

and retorted,

his seat

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 if he doesn’t

had no desire to talk

“In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not any less than your arrogant

away, trying to

are you still up for dinner?” she

felt it would still be nice

they headed to the

was Cecilia’s tears,

Ross accompanied

join her, she refrained from inviting her family

dropped Cecilia off at the

flashed her a reassuring

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

into the

neatly made as

spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

letter left

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were several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

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

wait

good man, seize your

letter slipped from her trembling

lowered her head, unable to bring herself

streamed down her cheeks,

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

hadn’t found the answer

had told her not to

she really waiting

anticipated that he would join her for

had simply thought about letting him pick their

had simply hoped her presence would provide him

in the end, he left

never chose to stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years

over 30 years

to take into consideration, especially

But he just left.

more

something amiss and was taken

Fowler, why

gently wiped her

crying,” she said, her

hurt from the

the floor and picked it

it to shreds. She managed a smile, tears

from now on, let’s just

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as

choice seemed designed to prevent

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

she said, “Ross, please accompany me

he wordlessly escorted her

one mentioned the

and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted

only a letter

departed without a trace of

not to allow Cecilia to see him for

Mark had vanished from both

there had been such a

at night, calling out to

Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out to

Mark ceased to

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