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,

were the words of

an outsider, Mark chose

Albert was sensible.

You two should

Evans,

with Edwin cradled in his arms,

headed toward the door,

and clasped her hand. He said in a hushed

shook off his hand and whispered, “I’m

“It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle

caressed her face,

“How is the baby?”

Mark and argued for a long time because he had hurt her

now, he was

mood, subsequently affecting his health. She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated

she met

appeared pale

looked back at her, a soft smile playing on his

sensed the weight of

an indescribable ache gripped

if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

an

admit to

voice caught in her

back. Please take care

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

up at

She spoke softly.

now, at nine in

gently through her hair, reminiscent of

were exchanged between

remain by his

up the topic of

children became their sole

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

she let her tears

transformations

separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans she

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

divulged

anymore, he had to seek medical help

he wanted to accompany her for

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car and opened the door for her

you be delighted to

the red eyes?” he

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

seat belt and glanced

upset and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I don’t get you. Don’t you

had no desire to

side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not any less than your

away, trying to compose

are you still up for

he felt it would still be nice for him to check on her every once

result, they

that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia

her, she refrained from inviting her

Cecilia off at the

flashed her a reassuring

stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the

streamed into

neatly made as

devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a letter

was a letter left for

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were several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

only a single sheet of paper inside. The words

don’t wait for

you meet a good man, seize your

letter slipped from her

her head, unable to bring

down

she remained uncertain if she 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,

found the answer

he had told

she really

not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal check-up

about letting him

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

he left her behind once

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 just

over 30

into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

more

something amiss and was taken

why

wiped her tears

not crying,” she said, her voice

eyes hurt from

on the

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

now on, let’s just

Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

him

seemed designed to prevent her from bidding him

Mark’s

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

wordlessly escorted her out of

no one mentioned the

Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn

behind only a

had departed without

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him for

had vanished from both

there had been such a person

whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling

neither called Mark

her mind, Mark ceased to

casting a chilly ambiance over the