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,

were the words of a wounded

outsider,

Albert was sensible.

car. You two should sort

smiled reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans,

with Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

headed toward

clasped her hand. He said in a

gently shook off his hand

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

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

and argued for a long time because he

he

from agitating him 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

met his

face appeared pale and

playing on his

sensed the weight of his

that moment, an indescribable

and composed Uncle Mark she

was just an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit to

voice caught in

going back. Please

inquired, “When is your next prenatal

up

She spoke softly.

from now, at

He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like

were exchanged between

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

up the topic

children became

wave of sadness washed over her, and she

time, she let her

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

wished for

the aisle’s end, mirrored the

hadn’t divulged it just

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

was why he wanted to accompany her for a prenatal

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

you be delighted to meet your

red eyes?”

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

fastened his seat belt and glanced

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

no desire

by your side; make sure to torture him and make

her tears away,

you still up for dinner?” she

course, Albert wanted to. Even though he knew Rena wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him

they headed to the

evening was Cecilia’s tears,

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

join her, she refrained from inviting her

Cecilia off at

her a

stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the ward was

streamed into the

bed was neatly made as though it

orderly, devoid of any

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

confusion. She pulled out

letter left for Cecilia by

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words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed

wait

a good man, seize your

letter slipped from

to bring herself to pick

down her

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

found

had told her not

really waiting for

didn’t, not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would

letting

simply hoped her presence would provide him with

end, he left

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

over 30 years

to take into consideration,

But he just left.

one seemed more heartless

something amiss and was taken aback upon

why

gently wiped her

crying,” she said,

hurt

the floor and picked

took the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed a

now on, let’s just

understood that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

him as a

his choice seemed designed to prevent her from

Mark’s actions felt unbearably

as she said, “Ross, please accompany

and he wordlessly escorted her out of

mentioned

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 be

behind only a letter for

without a trace of

allow Cecilia to

that day on, Mark had vanished from both the

there had been such a person in their

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

called Mark nor reached

mind, Mark ceased

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance over the