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.

the words of

of an outsider, Mark chose not

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You two should sort out this

and added, “Mr. Evans, it seems there’s

in his

toward

hand. He said in

gently shook off his hand and

fault. Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia

her

“How is the baby?”

Mark and argued for

he was

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,

met his

appeared pale

her, a soft smile playing

the weight of

that moment, an indescribable

the confident and composed Uncle Mark

an

even admit to

voice caught in

Please take care

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

looked up

She spoke softly.

weeks from now, at nine in the

simply brushed his fingers gently through her hair, reminiscent of the

were exchanged between

remain

didn’t bring up the topic

children became their sole

washed over her, and she wandered to the end of the corridor,

long time, she let her

transformations this affliction had

pondered, even despite their separation, she wished for the

time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent standing at the ward’s door

hadn’t divulged it just

treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had

for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

stepped out of the car and opened the door for her as she

be delighted to

red

and retorted, “It’s none of

seat

me to keep an eye on you. She was worried you’d be upset and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly,

no desire

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 dinner?” she

he felt it would still be nice for him to

a result, they headed to

was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow palpable in

weeks later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to

to join her, she refrained from inviting her family

off at the ward

her a reassuring

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

streamed into

as though it had

spotless and orderly, devoid of any trace of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

left for

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words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

single sheet of paper inside.

wait for

meet a good man, seize your

from her trembling

head, unable to bring herself

streamed down her cheeks,

she remained uncertain if she was waiting for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me,

found

had told

really waiting for

that he would join her for her

about letting him pick

hoped her presence would provide him with

in the end, he left

or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years old again, she might

was over 30 years

consideration, especially since

But he just left.

seemed more

was taken aback upon entering the

why are

wiped her tears

not crying,” she said,

eyes hurt from the

on the floor and picked it up

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

let’s just

that Mark’s illness

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as

choice seemed designed to prevent her from

Mark’s

as she said, “Ross, please accompany me

he wordlessly

no one mentioned

and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged for Mark to

left behind only a

departed without

to see him for

on, Mark had vanished from both the Fowler

been such

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

neither called

mind, Mark ceased to

a chilly ambiance

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