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, having so many

words of a

of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two should sort out

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

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made

toward

hand. He said in a hushed tone,

shook off his hand

fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

lashed out at Mark and argued for

he

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

she met his

face appeared pale and

soft smile playing

the weight of his

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

was as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had

was just an ordinary

even admit

voice caught in

going back. Please take

inquired, “When is your next

looked up at

She spoke softly.

from now, at nine in

simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like a guardian

promises were exchanged

would remain

he didn’t bring up the

two children became

and she wandered to the end of the corridor, standing

a long time, she let

and the transformations this affliction

despite their separation, she wished for the robust

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

divulged it

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

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

immediately stepped out of the car and

delighted to meet your

the red eyes?” he

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

his seat belt and

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 would be a pity if he doesn’t

desire to talk to

should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not any less than your

away, trying

are you still up for

accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once

they headed to the

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow

later, Ross accompanied

intended to join her, she refrained from

dropped Cecilia off at the

her a

the door and stepped inside. The moment she

into the

was neatly made as though it had never been

and orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

confusion. She pulled out a letter

was a letter left for

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words scrawled

To Cecilia.

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

don’t wait

a good man,

slipped from her trembling

head, unable to bring

streamed down her

him to recover, to utter

hadn’t found the

told her

really waiting

didn’t, not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for

had simply thought about letting him pick their baby’s

presence would provide him with the

end, he left

the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been

over

had more to take into consideration, especially since

But he just left.

seemed more heartless

amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are you

gently wiped

she

eyes hurt

on the floor

and ripped it to shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening in her

now on, let’s

understood that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a

designed to prevent her

eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

voice quivered as she said, “Ross, please

and he wordlessly escorted

no one mentioned the

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

behind only

without a

to allow Cecilia to see him for the

that day on, Mark had vanished from

forgot there had been such a person

sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark

mind, Mark

a chilly ambiance over the