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.

as you,

were the words of a

of an outsider, Mark

Albert was sensible.

You two should sort

added, “Mr. Evans, it seems

with Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert

headed toward

out and clasped her hand. He

shook off his hand

Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she held them

her face,

“How is the baby?”

Mark and argued for a long time because he had

now, he

kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the moment, she wanted him to stay healthy. So, despite her pain, she

she met

appeared

her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with a hint of

weight of

indescribable

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

just an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit to feeling

caught

going back. Please take care

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

looked up at

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine in the

through her hair, reminiscent of the past… At that moment,

were exchanged between

assure him she would remain by

up the topic of

two children became

ward. A wave of sadness washed over her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor, standing there

time, she let her tears flow

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

wished for the robust Mr. Evans

time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the

hadn’t divulged it just

treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he

he wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

be delighted to

red eyes?” he

seat and retorted, “It’s none

seat belt and

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.

no desire to

sure to torture him and make him feel the

wiped her tears away, trying to

are you still up

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

a result, they headed to the

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

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

intended to join her, she

dropped Cecilia off

flashed her a

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

into the

neatly made as though it had never

spotless and orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed it

letter left for Cecilia

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scrawled

To Cecilia.

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

wait

a good man,

from her

her head, unable to bring herself to

down her cheeks,

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

found the answer

he had told her

really waiting for

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

had simply thought about letting him pick their

her presence would provide him with the courage

he left her behind

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 rushed to

she was over

take into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

more heartless than

was taken aback upon

Fowler, why are

gently wiped her tears

she

hurt from

observed the letter on the floor

slowly took the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed a smile, tears glistening in

from now on, let’s just forget about

understood that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a real

his choice seemed designed to prevent her

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions

as she said, “Ross, please accompany me

he wordlessly escorted her

mentioned the

worsened that night. Peter had contacted

only a letter for

departed without a trace of

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him

Mark had vanished

forgot there had been such

in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if he were

Cecilia neither called Mark nor

her mind, Mark ceased to

casting a chilly ambiance over the