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.

good as you, Mr. Evans, having so

words of a

outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

You two should sort out

Evans,

with Edwin cradled in his

headed toward the door,

and clasped her hand. He said in a hushed tone,

shook off his

you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she

her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

lashed out at Mark and argued for a long time because he had

he was

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

met

appeared pale

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

the weight of his

moment, an indescribable ache gripped

as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she

was just an

couldn’t even admit

voice caught in her

going back. Please

your next prenatal

looked up at

She spoke softly.

now,

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

were exchanged

didn’t assure him she would remain by his side once

he didn’t bring up

two children became their

wave of sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the

time, she let her

illness and the transformations this affliction had wrought

wished for the robust Mr.

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

divulged

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek

to accompany her for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

of the car and opened

delighted

red eyes?”

and retorted, “It’s none of

fastened his seat

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 don’t get you. Don’t you

had no desire

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

tears away, trying

up for dinner?” she

he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would

a result, they

observed that evening was Cecilia’s

Ross accompanied Cecilia

join her, she refrained from

Cecilia off at the

her a

door and stepped inside. The moment she entered,

into

neatly made as though it

and orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a

was a letter left

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were several words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed

wait

a good man,

slipped from her

unable to

streamed down

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 for my

found

he had told

really

that he would join her for her prenatal check-up like he

simply thought about letting

presence would provide him with the courage he

he

to stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had

she was over 30 years old

had more to take into consideration,

But he just left.

seemed more

something amiss and was taken

why are you

gently wiped her

she

hurt from the

observed the letter on the floor and picked it

letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed a smile,

now on, let’s just forget about

understood that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a

designed to prevent her

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions

quivered as she said, “Ross, please

and he wordlessly escorted

no one mentioned the

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

only a

without a trace

to allow Cecilia to see him for the

day on, Mark had vanished from both the

forgot there had been

in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if

Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out to

her mind, Mark ceased

in, casting a chilly ambiance over the