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. Evans,

the words of a wounded

an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

car. You two should sort out

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

in his

toward

and clasped her hand.

shook off his hand and whispered, “I’m

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

her face, his

“How is the baby?”

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

now, he was

it might worsen his mood, subsequently affecting his health. She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated

met

appeared pale and

back at her, a soft smile playing on his lips, tinged with

weight

an indescribable ache gripped Cecilia’s

was as if the confident and composed

was just an ordinary

admit

voice caught in her

Please take care of

next prenatal check-up? I’ll come with

looked up at

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now,

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

were exchanged

assure him she would remain by

he didn’t bring up the topic of

two children became

washed over her, and she wandered to the

long time, she let her

and the transformations this affliction had

wished for the robust Mr. Evans she

the aisle’s

divulged

local treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek

accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

you be delighted

the red

seat and

his seat belt and glanced

to keep an eye on you. She was worried you’d be upset and might experience abdominal pain. Frankly, I don’t

no desire

torture him and make him feel the pain… Truth be told, he’s quite

away, trying to compose

are you still up for dinner?” she

felt it would still be nice

result, they headed

observed that evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow

later, Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

join her, she refrained

Cecilia off at

flashed her

inside. The moment she entered, she noticed the ward was impeccably

into

neatly made as though it had never been

and orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

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

letter left for Cecilia

the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

scrawled on the white

To Cecilia.

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

don’t wait for

meet a good man,

from her

lowered her head, unable to bring

streamed down her cheeks,

to recover, to utter the

found the

had told her not to

she really waiting

over and anticipated that he would

had simply thought about letting him

had simply hoped her presence would provide him with the courage he needed to keep

the end, he left her

stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years

over

to take into consideration,

But he just left.

more

something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are

wiped

crying,” she said, her voice

eyes hurt from

the letter on the floor

the letter and ripped it to shreds. She

on, let’s just

that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

him

choice seemed designed to prevent

eyes, Mark’s actions felt

as she said, “Ross, please accompany

heart trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her out

one mentioned the

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

only a letter

without a trace of

allow Cecilia to see

had vanished from both the Fowler family and

been such

sleep at night, calling

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor

her mind, Mark

in, casting a chilly ambiance

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