A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1801-1810

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,

were the words of a wounded

presence of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You two should

added, “Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a

cradled in his arms, Albert made

headed toward the door,

reached out and clasped her hand. He said

shook off his hand and

all my fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just

caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

past, she might have lashed out at Mark and argued for a long time because

he

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 really contemplated a future without him at the moment, she wanted him to stay healthy. So, despite her pain, she suppressed her

met

face appeared

playing on his

weight of his

moment, an indescribable ache gripped

and composed Uncle Mark she

just an

admit

voice caught in her

back. Please take care

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

up at

She spoke softly.

now, at

his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the past…

were

she would remain by his side

up

two children became their

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

a long time, she let her tears flow

Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction

even despite their separation, she wished for the robust

lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the ward’s door and watching

divulged

anymore, he had to seek medical help

wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car and opened the

be delighted to meet your old

red

seat and retorted, “It’s none

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

desire to

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

away, trying to compose

up for dinner?” she

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

result, they headed

all Albert observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her

accompanied Cecilia

she refrained from

Cecilia off at

flashed her a reassuring

inside. The moment she entered,

into

bed was neatly made as though it had

orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

pulled out a letter

letter left for

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were several words scrawled on

To Cecilia.

only a single sheet of paper inside. The

wait for

meet a good

letter slipped from

head, unable to

streamed down her cheeks,

recover, to utter the words, “Forgive

found the

had told

really waiting for

come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal check-up

thought about letting him

would provide him with

he left her behind

bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years

was over 30

had more to take into consideration, especially since she was mother

But he just left.

seemed more

something amiss and was taken aback upon

why are you

wiped her

not crying,” she said,

hurt from the

letter on the floor and picked

it to shreds. She

now on, let’s just forget about this

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a

choice seemed designed to prevent her from bidding

eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

quivered as she said, “Ross,

wordlessly escorted her

one mentioned the

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

only a letter for

without a trace

not to allow Cecilia to see him for the last

had vanished

there had been such

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

called Mark nor reached

her mind, Mark ceased

settled in, casting a

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