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, Mr. Evans, having so many

the words

an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You

reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

toward the

clasped her hand. He said in a hushed

gently shook off his hand and whispered, “I’m

anger, Mark tenderly apologized, “It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark,

caressed her face,

“How is the baby?”

past, she might have lashed out at Mark and argued

he was

kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him

met his

face appeared

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

the weight

that moment, an indescribable ache

composed Uncle

was just an ordinary

even admit

voice caught

back. Please take care of

“When is your next prenatal check-up? I’ll

looked up

She spoke softly.

from now, at

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

were exchanged

she would remain by his side

he didn’t bring up the topic of

became

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

a long time, she

the transformations this

even despite their separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans she once

didn’t know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent

divulged it

anymore, he had to seek medical help

he wanted to accompany her for a prenatal

Cecilia descended the stairs.

strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the

be delighted

red

the back seat and retorted,

his seat

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. It

no desire

make sure to torture

wiped her tears away, trying to compose

you still up for dinner?” she

Albert wanted to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it

result, they headed to the

observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

had intended to join her, she refrained

Cecilia off at the ward

her a

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

into

was neatly made as though it

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

was a letter left for Cecilia

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words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper

wait for

a good man, seize your

slipped from her

lowered her head, unable to bring herself to pick

streamed down

remained uncertain if she was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to

hadn’t found the

had told her

really

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

letting him pick their

provide him with

he left

of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years old again, she might

was over 30 years old

to take into consideration, especially since she

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are

wiped her tears

she said, her voice

hurt from the

on the floor and picked

it to shreds.

from now on, let’s just

Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

him as

his choice seemed designed to

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt

“Ross,

he wordlessly escorted

one mentioned

did some digging and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged for Mark to be

behind only a

without

not to allow Cecilia to see him

that day on, Mark had vanished

had been such

at night, calling out to Mark as if he were

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out to

Mark ceased

in, casting a chilly ambiance