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,

the words

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two should sort out

“Mr. Evans, it seems there’s

in his

toward the

out and clasped her hand. He said in a hushed tone,

off his hand and whispered, “I’m

my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark,

her face,

“How is the baby?”

out at Mark and argued for a long time because he had

now, he

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 met

face appeared pale and

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

sensed the weight

indescribable ache gripped

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

was just an

even admit

caught

Please take care of

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

up at

She spoke softly.

now, at nine in the

fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past…

were exchanged between

him she would remain by his side

didn’t bring up the

two children became their sole

her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor, standing there

time, she let her tears flow

illness and the transformations this affliction

separation, she wished for

that the 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 it

enough anymore, he had to seek medical help

to accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the

be delighted to

red eyes?” he

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

fastened his seat belt and glanced

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.

desire to talk

my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture

wiped her tears away, trying to compose

still up for

felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once in a

a result, they headed to the

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

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to

intended to join her, she refrained from inviting her

off at the ward

flashed her

stepped inside. The moment she

into

was neatly made as though it had never been

orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

She pulled out a letter from her pocket

left for Cecilia by

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words scrawled

To Cecilia.

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

wait

a good man,

slipped from

to bring herself to pick it

streamed down

recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin

found

he had told her not to

she really waiting

over and anticipated that he would join her for her

about letting him pick

hoped her presence would provide him

end, he

stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been

was over

had more to take into consideration,

But he just left.

more heartless

and was taken aback upon entering the

Fowler, why are you

gently wiped her

not crying,” she

hurt

the letter on the

it to shreds.

let’s just forget about this

understood that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

him as a real

to prevent her

Mark’s

quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany me to my

heart trembled, and he wordlessly escorted

one mentioned the

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

only

departed without a trace of

Cecilia to

day on, Mark had vanished from

been such a person

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

called Mark nor reached

Mark ceased to

a chilly ambiance over the