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. Evans,

were the words of a

the presence of an outsider,

Albert was sensible.

wait you in the car. You

“Mr. Evans, it seems there’s a

his arms, Albert made his

headed toward

her hand.

his

forgive your Uncle Mark, just this once Cecilia felt

gently caressed her face,

“How is the baby?”

might have lashed out at Mark and

he was

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.

she met

appeared

smile playing on his

the weight of

that moment, an indescribable ache gripped

was as if the confident and composed Uncle Mark she had admired had

just an ordinary

even admit to feeling

voice caught in her

back. Please take care of

“When is your next prenatal check-up?

looked up at

She spoke softly.

two weeks from now, at nine in

of the past… At that moment, Mark seemed both like a

were

she would remain

bring up

children became their sole

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

long time, she let

and the transformations this affliction had wrought

their separation, she wished for the robust Mr. Evans she once

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

divulged

treatment wasn’t enough anymore, he had to seek

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

Cecilia descended the stairs.

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

you be delighted to meet your

red eyes?” he

and retorted, “It’s none of your

seat belt and

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

desire to

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,

her tears away, trying to

still up for dinner?”

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

a result, they headed

observed that evening was Cecilia’s

Ross accompanied Cecilia to her

her, she refrained

dropped Cecilia off at

flashed her

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

streamed into the

made as though it

orderly, devoid

Cecilia stood there, bewildered.

Where could Mark be?

her confusion. She pulled out a letter from her pocket and handed

left for Cecilia by

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words scrawled

To Cecilia.

promptly tore open the envelope, finding only a single sheet of paper inside.

don’t wait for

a good man, seize

slipped from her

head, unable to bring herself to pick it

streamed down her cheeks,

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, care for my

hadn’t found the answer

told her not

she really waiting for

had simply come over and anticipated that he

had simply thought about letting him pick

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

he left her behind

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 again, she might have just

was over 30

consideration, especially since she was

But he just left.

one seemed more heartless

sensed something amiss and was taken aback

Fowler, why are

wiped her

not crying,” she said,

eyes hurt from

observed the letter on the floor and picked it up

to shreds. She managed a

let’s just forget about this

understood that Mark’s

Recovery was uncertain.

him

choice seemed designed to prevent

Cecilia’s eyes, Mark’s

said, “Ross, please accompany me

wordlessly escorted

no one mentioned the

did some digging and discovered that Mark’s condition had worsened that night. Peter had contacted

behind only a letter for

without a

Cecilia to see

vanished from

forgot there had been

whispered “dad” in his sleep at night, calling out to Mark as if

Cecilia neither called Mark nor reached

her mind, Mark ceased

a chilly