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.

not as good as you, Mr. Evans,

words of a

outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You two should sort out this

reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it

Edwin cradled in his arms,

toward the

out and clasped her hand. He

his hand and

Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt

her face,

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a

he was

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

met his

appeared pale

soft smile playing on his lips,

weight of

an indescribable

as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark

was just an

couldn’t even admit to

voice caught

Please take

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

up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in the

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

were exchanged between

remain by

bring up

two children became

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

she let her tears

to Mark’s illness and the transformations this

pondered, even despite their separation, she wished for the robust Mr.

was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark

hadn’t divulged

anymore, he had

he wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

out of the car and

be delighted to

red

seat and retorted, “It’s none of

fastened his seat belt and glanced

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.

desire to talk

by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite

wiped her tears away,

still up for dinner?” she

knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him

a result, they

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow

accompanied Cecilia

intended to join her, she

off

flashed her

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

into the

bed was neatly made as though it had never been

devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

letter left for Cecilia by

website on Gøøglᴇ to

several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

sheet of paper

don’t wait for

meet a good

letter slipped from

her head, unable to bring

down

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 for my health,

hadn’t found

had told her

she really waiting for

simply come over and anticipated that he would join her

about letting him pick

presence would provide him with

he left her behind once

plethora of choices, but he never chose to stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she

was over 30 years old

more to take into consideration,

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

something amiss and was taken aback upon entering

why

gently wiped her tears

not crying,” she said, her

eyes hurt from the

the floor and picked it

to shreds. She managed a smile,

from now on, let’s just forget about

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

him as

seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

as she said, “Ross, please accompany

trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her

no one mentioned the

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

left behind only a

without a trace

to see

day on, Mark had vanished

there had been such

whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling

called Mark nor reached

her mind, Mark

settled in, casting a