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 you, Mr. Evans,

were the words of a

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You two should

smiled reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it

cradled in his arms, Albert made

toward the door,

hand. He said

shook off his hand and whispered,

“It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up,

her

“How is the baby?”

Mark and argued

he was

affecting his health. She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him

met

face appeared

soft smile playing on his lips,

sensed the weight of

indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

the confident and composed

was just an ordinary

admit to feeling

voice caught in

going back. Please

next prenatal check-up? I’ll

looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at

of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like

were exchanged

assure him she would remain by his

he didn’t bring up the

children became their

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

a long time, she

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction had wrought upon

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

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

hadn’t divulged

anymore, he

for a prenatal check-up before

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car and opened the door for

Shouldn’t you be delighted

the red eyes?”

seat and retorted, “It’s

seat belt and

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. It would be

desire to

to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth

away, trying to compose

up

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

they headed

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

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

had intended to join her, she refrained from inviting her family

dropped Cecilia off at the

flashed her a

gently knocked on the door and stepped inside. The moment she

streamed into the

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

a letter left for Cecilia

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were several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

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

don’t wait

a good man, seize

from

to bring herself to pick it

down her

she waiting for him to recover, to utter the

found

had told

really

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

thought about letting him pick their

him with the

the end, he left her behind

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 had been 18 years old again, she might have just

over

more to take into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

seemed more heartless than

sensed something amiss and was

why are

gently wiped her

she said, her

hurt from

letter on the floor and picked

it to shreds. She managed a

let’s just

understood that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a

choice seemed designed to

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

she said, “Ross, please

he wordlessly escorted her

no one mentioned the incident

Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn

only a letter

without a trace of

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him for

vanished

had been such a person in their

“dad” in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark

Cecilia neither called Mark

Mark ceased to

casting a chilly