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,

the words of a

presence of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

You two

smiled reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans,

cradled in his arms, Albert made his

toward the

hand. He said in a

his

all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia

gently caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

have lashed out at Mark and argued for a long time because

he

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

met

face appeared pale and

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

the weight of

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

the confident and composed

was just an ordinary

admit to

voice caught

back. Please take care of

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

up at

She spoke softly.

from now, at nine in

brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At

promises were

him she would remain by his

up the topic of

became their

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

time, she let her

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

separation, she wished for the robust

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

hadn’t divulged

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to

why he wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and opened the door for

be delighted to

the red eyes?” he

settled into the back seat and retorted, “It’s none of your

seat belt and

was worried you’d be upset and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I don’t get you. Don’t you both care for

desire to talk

sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth

wiped her tears away, trying

are you still up for dinner?”

wanted to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her

they

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

her, she refrained

off at the ward

flashed her a reassuring

inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the ward was

streamed into

was neatly made as though it had never

orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

She pulled out a letter from

letter left

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several words scrawled

To Cecilia.

single sheet of paper inside.

wait for

good man,

slipped from 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 exercises, care for my health, and bring

hadn’t found

had told

really waiting for

really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for

letting

simply hoped her presence would provide him with the courage

end, he left

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 had been 18

was over 30 years

take into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

more

and was taken aback upon

Fowler, why are

wiped her

not crying,” she said, her

hurt from

the floor and picked it

slowly took the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed

on, let’s

understood that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

eyes, Mark’s

said, “Ross, please accompany me to

he wordlessly escorted her out of

no one mentioned the

worsened that night. Peter had contacted

behind only a letter for

departed without a trace

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him for

that day on, Mark had vanished

there had been such a person

calling out to Mark as if

day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out to

Mark

casting a chilly ambiance