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.

good as you, Mr.

the words of a

an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

the car. You two

smiled reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans, it

in his arms, Albert

toward

out and clasped her hand. He said in

gently shook off his hand

apologized, “It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears

gently caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

past, she might have lashed out at Mark and

now, he was

further. She 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

met his

appeared

playing on his lips, tinged with

the weight of

an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

confident and composed Uncle Mark she

was just an ordinary man

even admit to

voice caught in

Please take care

next

looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at

reminiscent of the past… At that

were exchanged between

she would remain by his

he didn’t bring up the topic of

became their sole

over her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor, standing there

long time, she let her tears

the transformations this affliction

separation, she wished for the robust

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

hadn’t divulged it just

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

for a prenatal check-up before

Cecilia descended the stairs.

despite their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and opened the

you be delighted to

the red

into the back seat and

his seat

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

no desire

my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be

her tears away, trying to compose

still up for

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

result, they headed

was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

Ross accompanied Cecilia to

intended to join her, she

off

her a reassuring

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

into the

bed was neatly made as though it had

orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket

was a letter left for

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words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

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

wait for

good man, seize your

from her

lowered her head, unable to bring herself to pick

down her cheeks,

utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises, care for my health, and bring

hadn’t found the

he had told her not

really waiting

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

about letting him

would provide him with the courage he needed to keep

the end, he left her behind once

to stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if

was over

take into consideration, especially

But he just left.

seemed more

something amiss and was taken aback upon entering the

Fowler, why are

wiped her tears

crying,” she said, her

hurt

letter on the floor

letter and ripped it to shreds.

on, let’s just

understood that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as

designed to prevent her from bidding

eyes, Mark’s actions

said, “Ross,

trembled, and he wordlessly escorted

one mentioned

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

only a

departed without a trace

chose not to allow Cecilia to

had vanished

had been such a person

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

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached out to

mind, Mark ceased

casting a