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

were the words of

of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You

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

his arms, Albert made

toward the door,

out and clasped her hand. He said

off his

Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once

caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

Mark and argued for a long

he was

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.

she met

appeared

her, a soft smile playing on

the weight

indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

the confident and composed

an

couldn’t even admit to

caught

back. Please take

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

up

She spoke softly.

from now, at nine

silent. He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that

were

him she would remain by his

bring up the topic

became their sole

A wave of sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor,

she let her tears

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

even 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

divulged

enough anymore, he had to seek

was why he wanted to accompany her for a

Cecilia descended the stairs.

despite their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the

delighted to meet your old

the red eyes?” he

back seat and retorted,

fastened his seat belt and glanced

to keep an eye on you. She was worried you’d be upset and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I don’t

had no desire to talk to

my opinion, you 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

wiped her tears away,

are you still up for dinner?” she

accept him, he felt it would still be nice

result, they headed to the

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

accompanied

Mark had intended to join her, she refrained

off

flashed her

the door and stepped inside. The moment she

streamed into the

made as though it

orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a

was a letter left for Cecilia

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several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

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

don’t wait

meet a good man, seize your

from her

unable to bring herself to pick it

streamed down her cheeks,

recover, to utter the words, “Forgive

hadn’t found the

he had told her

she really

simply come over and anticipated that

about letting him

him with the courage he needed to keep

the end, he left her behind

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 years old again, she might have just rushed to him

was over 30

more to take into consideration,

But he just left.

one seemed more

was taken

Fowler, why

gently wiped her tears

crying,” she

hurt

on the floor and picked

letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed

from now on, let’s just

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

him as

choice seemed designed to prevent her from

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions

“Ross, please accompany me to

and he wordlessly escorted her out of the

mentioned the incident

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

left behind only a letter for

departed without a trace

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him

day on, Mark had vanished from both

forgot there had been such a

in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if he

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark

Mark

settled in, casting a