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,

were the words of

an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You

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

cradled in his arms, Albert made his

toward the

clasped her hand. He said in

off his hand and

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

caressed her

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he was

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

she met

appeared

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

weight

an indescribable

and composed Uncle Mark she had

was just an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit

voice caught

back. Please

inquired, “When is your next prenatal check-up?

looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at

her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both

were exchanged

remain by his side once he

he didn’t bring up the topic of

became their sole

over her, and she wandered to the end

long time, she let her

the transformations this affliction

wished for the robust Mr. Evans she

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

divulged it just

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

accompany her for a prenatal

Cecilia descended the stairs.

their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the

delighted to meet your

red

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

fastened his seat belt

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. It would be

desire to talk to

to torture him and make

her tears away, trying to

up for dinner?”

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

a result, they

that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable

Ross accompanied Cecilia to

to join her, she refrained from inviting

dropped Cecilia off at the ward

her a

stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed

streamed into the

as though it

and orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

She pulled out a letter

was a letter left

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several words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words

wait for

good man, seize

letter slipped from her

her head, unable to

streamed down her cheeks,

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

found the

he had told her not to

really waiting

over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal

thought about letting him

hoped her presence would provide him with the

he left

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

she was over

consideration, especially since

But he just left.

seemed more

was taken aback upon entering

why

wiped her

not crying,” she said, her voice

eyes hurt

letter on the floor and picked it

it to shreds. She managed a

let’s just forget

understood that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a

designed to prevent her from bidding him

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s

said, “Ross, please accompany me

trembled, and he wordlessly escorted

no one mentioned

condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged for Mark to be

only a letter for

departed without a

Cecilia to see

had vanished from both the

everyone forgot there had been such a person in their

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

day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor

Mark ceased

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