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 so

the words

of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

in the car. You two

reassuringly and added, “Mr. Evans,

in his arms, Albert

toward

her hand. He said

gently shook off his hand and

anger, Mark tenderly apologized, “It’s all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

at Mark and argued for

now, he

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

she met

face appeared

smile playing on

sensed the weight of

an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired

an

couldn’t even admit to feeling

voice caught in her

back. Please take

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

looked up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine

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

were exchanged between

him she would remain by his

he didn’t bring up

two children became their

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

time, she let her tears

transformations this affliction

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

aisle’s end, mirrored

hadn’t divulged it just

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to

her for a prenatal check-up before he

Cecilia descended the stairs.

their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car and opened the door for her as she

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet

the red

and retorted, “It’s none of your

fastened his seat

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

had no desire to talk

the accelerator and continued, “In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome, not any less

her tears away,

you still up for dinner?”

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

they headed to

was Cecilia’s tears, her

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

join her, she refrained from

Cecilia off at

her

door and stepped inside. The moment she entered,

into the

neatly made as though

orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

on her rounds approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed it

a letter left for

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were several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside.

don’t wait

good man, seize your

slipped from

lowered her head, unable to

down her cheeks,

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

found the

had told her

really

that he would join her for her prenatal check-up like

had simply thought about letting

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the

in the end, he left her behind once

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

was over

into consideration,

But he just left.

more heartless than

sensed something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are

gently wiped her

crying,” she said, her

hurt from the

the letter on the floor and

shreds.

from now on, let’s just forget about

that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions

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

and he wordlessly escorted

mentioned the

some digging and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter

only a letter

departed without a

Cecilia to

day on, Mark had vanished

had been such a person in

sleep at night, calling out

neither called Mark

mind, Mark ceased

casting a chilly ambiance over the