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.

not as good as you, Mr. Evans, having

were the words of a

an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two should sort out this

added, “Mr. Evans, it

in his arms, Albert made his

toward the

and clasped her hand. He

off his hand

you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling

gently caressed her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

have lashed out at Mark and

now, he was

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 him

met

appeared pale and

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with

the weight of

moment, an indescribable ache gripped

as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark

an

admit to

voice caught in her

going back. Please

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

up

She spoke softly.

from now, at

reminiscent of the past… At that moment,

were exchanged

didn’t assure him she would remain by his side once

bring up the topic of

two children became their sole

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

time, she let her tears flow

transformations this affliction had wrought upon

pondered, even despite their separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans she

thing she didn’t know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration

hadn’t divulged it

he had

accompany her for a prenatal check-up before he had

Cecilia descended the stairs.

of the car and opened the door for her as

delighted to meet your old

the red

seat and retorted, “It’s

fastened his seat belt

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

desire to talk to

your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the

tears away, trying to

are you still up

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

they

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

accompanied Cecilia

Mark had intended to join her, she refrained from inviting her

off

flashed her

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

streamed into the

made as though it had never been

spotless and orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

noticing her confusion. She pulled out a

letter left for Cecilia by

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were several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

only a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed

don’t wait for

meet a good man,

slipped from

her head, unable to bring herself to

down

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

hadn’t found the

told

she really waiting

not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join

simply thought about letting him pick

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the courage he needed

in the end, he left her

offered a plethora of 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

over 30 years

had more to take into consideration, especially since she was

But he just left.

seemed more heartless than

and was

Fowler, why are

gently wiped her

she

eyes hurt from

letter on the floor and picked it up

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

now on, let’s just forget about this

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a

seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

Mark’s actions felt

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

wordlessly escorted her out of

mentioned

that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn

behind only

departed without

not to allow Cecilia to see him for the last

day on, Mark had vanished from both the

forgot there had been such a

at night, calling out to Mark as if

called Mark nor

mind, Mark ceased to

in, casting a