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.

you, Mr. Evans,

the words of

presence of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

the car. You

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

his arms, Albert made his

headed toward

hand. He said in a hushed tone,

gently shook off his hand and whispered, “I’m

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

her face, his concern

“How is the baby?”

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

he

She was inherently kind-hearted. Even she hadn’t really contemplated a future without him at the moment, she wanted him

met

appeared pale

at her, a soft smile playing on

the weight

indescribable ache

if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

just an ordinary

couldn’t even admit

caught in her

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looked up

She spoke softly.

from now,

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

promises were exchanged between

assure him she would remain by

didn’t bring up

became

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

a long time, she

to Mark’s illness and the transformations this affliction had

she wished for the

lingered at the aisle’s end, mirrored the duration Mark spent

divulged it

wasn’t enough anymore, he

for a prenatal

Cecilia descended the stairs.

out of the

Shouldn’t you be delighted to meet your

red eyes?” he

into the back seat and

seat belt

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

desire to

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

tears away, trying to compose

up for dinner?” she

wouldn’t accept him, he felt it would still

result, they headed

evening was Cecilia’s tears, her sorrow

accompanied Cecilia to

join her, she refrained from

off at

flashed her

knocked on the door and stepped inside. The moment she

streamed into

was neatly made as though it had never been

and orderly, devoid of

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

approached Cecilia, noticing her confusion. She pulled out

was a letter left

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were several words scrawled on the

To Cecilia.

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

don’t wait

a good man, seize your

slipped from her

lowered her head, unable to bring herself to

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, let’s begin anew. I’ll commit to daily exercises,

found

had told her

she really waiting

not really. She had simply come over and anticipated that he would join her for her prenatal

had simply thought about letting him pick

presence would provide him with the courage he needed

end, he

choices, but he never chose to stand by her, regardless of the circumstances–good or bad. Cecilia couldn’t help but think that if she had been 18 years old

was over 30

had more to take into consideration,

But he just left.

more

was

why are

gently wiped

she said, her

hurt

on the floor and picked it

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

on, let’s just forget about this

that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

over him as a

seemed designed to prevent

eyes, Mark’s actions felt unbearably

voice quivered as she said, “Ross, please accompany

trembled, and he wordlessly escorted her out of the

one mentioned the incident

night. Peter had contacted the hospital in Rouemn and arranged for Mark

behind only

had departed without a trace

to allow Cecilia to see him for

that day on, Mark had vanished

forgot there had been such a person in

his sleep at night, calling out to Mark

neither called Mark nor

Mark ceased

a chilly