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,

were the words

of an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

car. You

Evans,

with Edwin cradled in his arms,

toward

hand. He

his hand and

Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just

caressed her

“How is the baby?”

she might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a

now, he was

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 to stay healthy. So, despite her pain, she suppressed her grievances and replied, “The baby

met

appeared pale

her, a soft smile playing

weight

moment, an indescribable

composed Uncle Mark she had

an ordinary

even admit

caught in her

Please

your next prenatal check-up? I’ll come

up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at

remained silent. He simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past…

were

she would remain by

bring up

children became their

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

time, she

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction had wrought

even despite their separation, she wished for the robust

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

hadn’t divulged

wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek medical

for a prenatal check-up before he had

Cecilia descended the stairs.

their strained relationship, immediately stepped out of the car

be delighted to meet

red

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

fastened his seat belt and glanced

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 be a

no desire to

continued, “In my opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be

tears away, trying to compose

are you still up

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

a result, they headed to

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable

accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

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

dropped Cecilia off at the

her

the door and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the ward

into

was neatly made as though

appeared spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her

was a letter left for

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several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside. The words

wait

you meet a good man,

letter slipped from her

unable to bring herself to pick it

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 commit to

found

had told her not

she really waiting

really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would

letting him

presence would provide him with the courage

in the end, he left her behind

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,

was over 30 years old

take into consideration, especially

But he just left.

seemed more heartless than

and was

Fowler, why

gently wiped her tears

she

hurt

the letter on the floor and picked it

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

from now on, let’s just

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him

seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

she said, “Ross, please

heart trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her out

one mentioned the incident

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 transferred

only a letter

without a

to allow Cecilia to see him for the

that day on, Mark had vanished from both

there had been

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

neither called Mark nor reached

mind, Mark ceased

a chilly