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

words

the presence of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two should

Evans,

with Edwin cradled in his

headed toward the door,

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

off his hand and

“It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she held them

caressed her

“How is the baby?”

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

he was

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 replied, “The baby

met

face appeared pale

playing on his lips, tinged

sensed the weight

moment, an indescribable ache gripped

was as if the confident and composed

just an ordinary

even admit to

caught in her

going back. Please take

next prenatal check-up?

up

She spoke softly.

from now, at nine

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

promises were

remain by his side once

didn’t bring up the

became

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

time, she

transformations this affliction

separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans

the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end,

divulged it just

he

he wanted to accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

immediately stepped out of the car and opened the

be delighted to meet

the red eyes?” he

and

seat

involve myself in your affairs? It 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. It would

had no desire to talk

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

away, trying to compose

up for

though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on

they

that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her

Ross accompanied Cecilia

to join her, she refrained from inviting her family

off at

her a reassuring

the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the

streamed into

bed was neatly made as though it had never

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

confusion. She pulled out

left for Cecilia by

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words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

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

wait

meet a good

letter slipped from

her head, unable to bring herself to pick it

streamed down her cheeks,

she was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s

found

had told

really

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

letting him pick their

him with the courage he needed to keep

the end, he left

choices, 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 years old again, she might have just rushed

was over

more to take into consideration, especially

But he just left.

one seemed more heartless than

and was taken aback upon entering the

Fowler, why are

gently wiped

not crying,” she said, her

hurt from the

letter on the floor and picked

took the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed

from now on, let’s just forget about this

Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a real

his choice seemed designed to prevent her from

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt

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

wordlessly

mentioned the

Waylen 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

only a letter

without a trace

allow Cecilia to see him

vanished from

everyone forgot there had been such

his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if

Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out

mind, Mark ceased

casting a chilly ambiance over