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. Evans,

words of a wounded

outsider,

Albert was sensible.

car. You

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

in his arms, Albert made his

toward the door,

out and clasped her hand. He said in a

his hand and whispered, “I’m

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

caressed her

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he was

hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the moment, she wanted him to stay healthy. So, despite

met his

face appeared pale and

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

weight

indescribable ache gripped

as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

was just an

couldn’t even admit

voice caught

going back. Please take care of

your next prenatal check-up? I’ll come

up at

She spoke softly.

now, at nine

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

were

she would remain

bring up the topic

two children became their sole

washed over her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor, standing

long time, she let her tears flow

illness and the transformations this affliction had

separation, she wished for the robust Mr.

at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent

divulged it just

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to

was why he wanted to accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car and

delighted to meet your old

the red

settled into the back seat and retorted,

fastened his seat belt and

upset and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I

no desire

on the accelerator and continued, “In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him

tears away,

are you still up for

he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every

a result, they headed to

was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

had intended to join her, she refrained

Cecilia off at

her a reassuring

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

streamed into

neatly made as though it

devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

a letter left for Cecilia

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words scrawled

To Cecilia.

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

don’t wait

a good man, seize

letter slipped from her trembling

head, unable to bring

down her cheeks,

if she was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin

found the

he had told her not to

she really waiting

come over and anticipated that he would

about letting

provide him with the courage

end, he left

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

was over 30

to take into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

seemed more heartless than

something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are you

gently wiped her

crying,” she said,

eyes hurt

the letter on the floor and

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

let’s just

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as

choice seemed designed to

eyes, Mark’s actions felt

“Ross, please accompany me to my prenatal

wordlessly escorted

one mentioned

night. Peter

left behind only a letter

without a trace

not to allow Cecilia to see him for the

day on, Mark had vanished from both

been such a person in

whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling out

called Mark nor reached out to

mind, Mark ceased to

casting a chilly

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