A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1801-1810

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.

good as you, Mr. Evans, having

the words

of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two should sort out this

“Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a significant

in his arms, Albert made

headed toward

clasped her hand. He said in

shook off his

Uncle Mark, just this once

gently caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

Mark and argued for a long time because he had

he was

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

she met his

appeared

soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with

the weight

an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

if the confident and composed Uncle

just an

admit

voice caught in her

going back. Please

is your next prenatal

looked up at

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in

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

promises were exchanged

would remain by his side once he

bring up the topic

two children became

and she wandered

she let her tears

illness and the transformations

wished for the robust Mr. Evans she

that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the

divulged it just

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

wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up before

Cecilia descended the stairs.

despite their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the

delighted to

red

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

fastened his seat belt and

eye on you. She was worried you’d be upset and

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

away,

still up

he felt it would still be nice for him to check

they

observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears,

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

join her, she refrained from inviting

off

her

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

into the

was neatly made as though

and orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from

letter left for Cecilia by

website

scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

the envelope, finding only a single sheet

wait

good man,

letter slipped from her trembling

head, unable to bring herself to

down her

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 daily exercises, care for my health, and

hadn’t found

had told her not

she really

come over and anticipated that he would join her

thought about letting him pick their baby’s

her presence would provide him with the courage he

end, he left her

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

over 30 years

into consideration, especially

But he just left.

more heartless

and was taken aback upon entering

Fowler, why are

wiped

not crying,” she said,

eyes hurt from

letter on the floor

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

on, let’s just forget

understood that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

over him

choice seemed designed to prevent her

Mark’s actions felt

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

he wordlessly escorted her out of the

one mentioned the incident

worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged

left behind only a letter for

had departed without a

to

had vanished from both

had been such

“dad” in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if he were still

called

Mark ceased to

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over

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