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.

as good as you, Mr. Evans, having

were the words of a

of an outsider, Mark chose

Albert was sensible.

you in the car. You two should sort out

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

Edwin cradled in his arms,

headed toward the door,

her hand. He said in

shook off his

Can you forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt tears welling up, but she held

her face,

“How is the baby?”

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

he

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

face appeared

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

the weight of his

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped

the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had

an ordinary man

couldn’t even admit to

voice caught

going back. Please

“When is your next prenatal

up

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine

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

promises were

him she would remain by his side once

he didn’t bring up

became their sole

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

a long time, she

the transformations this affliction

pondered, even despite their separation, she wished for

thing she didn’t know was that the whole time she lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the

hadn’t divulged

wasn’t enough anymore, he

was why he wanted to accompany her for a prenatal check-up

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

be delighted to

red eyes?”

settled into the back seat and

his seat belt and

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

desire to talk

opinion, you should have him by your side; make sure to torture him

away, trying to

still up for dinner?”

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

result, they headed to

evening was Cecilia’s

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her prenatal

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

off at the

her a

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

into

was neatly made as though it had never

devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled

was a letter left for Cecilia

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scrawled on

To Cecilia.

a single sheet of paper inside. The words inscribed on

don’t wait for

meet a good man, seize

from her trembling

her head, unable to bring herself

down her

for Mark. Was she waiting for him to recover, to utter the words, “Forgive me, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises, care for my health,

found the

had told her not to

she really

really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal check-up like he

about letting

would provide him with the

the end, he

the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years

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consideration, especially since

But he just left.

one seemed more heartless

and was

why are you

wiped

crying,” she

hurt

the letter on the floor and picked

took the letter and ripped it to shreds. She managed a

from now on, let’s just

that Mark’s illness was

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as

to prevent her from bidding

Mark’s actions felt

quivered as she said, “Ross,

he wordlessly

mentioned

and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had

left behind only a letter

departed without a trace of

chose not to allow Cecilia to see him for the

Mark had vanished from both the

there had been such a person

his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if

that day, Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached

mind, Mark

casting a chilly ambiance over