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A Father’s Second Chance

Alexander Whitmore spent his life building his financial empire, believing that success would bring his family security. He worked late nights, missed his son Edward’s birthdays, and neglected his wife, Eleanor. By the time he realized his mistakes, it was too late—Eleanor had filed for divorce, Edward had grown distant, and Alexander died alone in a sterile hospital room.

But fate wasn’t done with him yet.

He wakes up in his childhood home in Cambridge, England—on the morning of his wedding, 20 years in the past. Given a second chance, he vows to live differently. No more missed Christmases. No more chasing wealth at the cost of love. He will become the husband and father his family deserved.

But changing the past isn’t simple. His younger self’s pride, his cutthroat ambition, and society’s expectations threaten to pull him back into old habits. Can he rewrite his family’s fate, or is he doomed to repeat his mistakes?


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Chapter 1: Yesterday’s Return

Alexander Whitmore gasped awake. The scent of fresh linen and oakwood filled his nose. He blinked rapidly, adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through lace-curtained windows.

This wasn’t his penthouse in London. This was… home?

His eyes darted to the full-length mirror across the room. Instead of his aged, weary reflection, a younger man stared back—sharp jawline, unwrinkled skin, and the same piercing blue eyes that once held ambition, now clouded with shock.

His heart pounded. This isn’t possible.

A knock at the door.

“Alex, wake up! It’s your wedding day!” a voice called from the hallway.

His breath caught. His wedding day. The day he had first begun to neglect Eleanor, setting off a chain of regrets.

This time, he wouldn’t make the same mistakes.


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A Father's Second Chance

Two weeks later, they returned to England, stepping into their newly purchased townhouse in London. It was meant to be their fresh start, the beginning of their married life together.

Yet, as Alexander walked through the halls, he couldn't help but think ahead—far ahead.

A boy who had once idolized him but had grown into a teenager who barely spoke to him. A boy Alexander had missed school plays for, forgotten birthdays, and dismissed with a distracted "we'll talk later."

Alexander clenched his fists. Edward wasn't even born yet, but I won't fail him this time.

Eleanor's voice pulled him from his thoughts. "You're quiet. What are you thinking about?"

He turned to her, debating how much to reveal. "Our future," he said truthfully. "Our family."

Her face softened. "I'd like a family."

He exhaled slowly. "Then let's build one together. And when the time comes, I want to be the kind of father who is present."

Eleanor reached for his hand, squeezing it gently. "You will be."

Because this time, he would not let his son grow up believing his father loved work more than him.

Chapter 7: A Father’s Regret