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, Mr.

were the words of

presence of an outsider, Mark chose not to

Albert was sensible.

You two should

added, “Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a

Edwin cradled in his arms, Albert made his

toward the

out and clasped her hand. He said in a hushed tone,

his hand and whispered, “I’m

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

gently caressed her face, his

“How is the baby?”

out at Mark and argued for a long

he was

refrained from agitating him further. 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

she met his

appeared

a soft smile playing

the weight of his

an indescribable ache

was as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark

just an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit

voice caught

back. Please take care

inquired, “When is your next

up at

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at

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

promises were exchanged

would remain

he didn’t bring up the topic

children became

exited the ward. A wave of sadness washed over her, and

a long time, she let her tears flow

illness and the transformations this affliction had

wished for the robust Mr. Evans she once

she didn’t know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the

divulged it

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to

wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet your old

the red eyes?”

back seat and retorted, “It’s none of your

fastened his seat belt and

think I willingly involve myself in your affairs? It was your sister-in-law who asked me to keep an eye 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 pity if he doesn’t make

desire to

should have him by your side; make sure to torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite handsome,

wiped her tears away, trying to compose

up for

accept him, he felt it would still be nice for him to check on

they headed

was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in every

accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

intended to join her, she refrained from inviting her

off at

flashed her

The moment she entered,

streamed into

as though it had never

orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

She pulled out a letter from her

was a letter left for Cecilia

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words scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed

wait

a good man,

from her

lowered her head, unable to

down her

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 the answer

had told her not to

she really waiting for

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

had simply thought about letting him pick their

her presence would provide him with the courage he needed to

in the end, he left

regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been

over 30 years

more to take into consideration, especially since

But he just left.

more

and was taken

why are you

wiped

she said,

hurt from the

the letter on the floor and picked it

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

on, let’s

Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

loomed over him as a

designed to prevent her from

eyes, Mark’s actions

she said, “Ross,

and he wordlessly

mentioned the

did 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

had departed without a

to see him for

vanished from

everyone forgot there had been such a person

calling out to Mark as if he

Cecilia neither called Mark nor

mind, Mark ceased

settled in, casting a chilly ambiance