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.

you, Mr. Evans,

the words of a

an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You two should

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

with Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

headed toward the door,

her hand. He said in

his hand and

your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling

her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a

now, he was

refrained 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 pain, she suppressed her grievances and replied,

met his

appeared pale

her, a soft smile playing on

weight

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped

was as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had

was just an

admit to feeling

caught in her

back. Please take

is your next prenatal check-up?

up at

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at

reminiscent of the past… At

promises were

didn’t assure him she would remain by his side

he didn’t bring up

two children became

sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the

time, she let her tears flow

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

despite their separation, she wished for the

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

hadn’t divulged

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

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

delighted to meet your old

the red eyes?” he

settled into the back seat and retorted, “It’s

his seat belt and

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 both care for each other? And now you’re pregnant.

no desire to

sure to torture

wiped her tears away, trying to

still up for

though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once in

a result, they headed to the

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to

to join her, she refrained

off at

her a reassuring

door and stepped inside. The

into the

as though it had never been

orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket

was a letter left for Cecilia by

the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on

words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

promptly tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet

wait for

a good man, seize

letter slipped from

unable to bring herself to pick

streamed down her cheeks,

him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises, care

found the answer

he had told

she really waiting for

had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal check-up

simply thought about letting him pick their baby’s

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the courage he needed to keep

in the end, he left her behind once

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

she was over 30 years

to take into consideration, especially

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

something amiss and was taken aback

why are you

gently wiped her

not crying,” she said, her

eyes hurt from the

letter on the floor

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

from now on, let’s just forget about this

Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a

designed to prevent her

Mark’s actions felt

said, “Ross, please accompany me

trembled, and he wordlessly

mentioned the incident

did some digging and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had

only a

departed without a trace of

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him for

had vanished from both the

forgot there had been such a person in their

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

neither called

her mind, Mark

in, casting a chilly