A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1971 The sudden heat startled him.

‘Alarmed, Edwin noted the fevered flush on Mark's face.

His intention to call the servant halted as the door swung open.

Cecilia's voice echoed with concern.

“How's Edwin? Is Mark still here?” As the servant stirred a pot of light yet nutritious soup, she chimed in, “The boy's fever broke. Mr. Evans has been by his side all night. Last night's rain was fierce, and I noticed he had a cut on his forehead.” Cecilia hastened inside.

Edwin, though wan, looked rejuvenated.

Cecilia enveloped him, relief evident.

Eyes brimming with worry, Edwin whispered, “Dad's running a fever. He's burning up.” Frozen, Cecilia processed the revelation.

Rushing to Mark's side, she noted his damp hair and the bathrobe he wore.

‘A mix of fear and concern, she laid her hand on his forehead, confirming Edwin's claim.

The servant interjected, “He braved the storm last night. He must've caught something. It’s unfortunate. Mr. Evans has always been frail.

What if." Edwin's face drained of color.

Trembling, he clung to Cecilia's leg.

‘Composure regained, Cecilia dialed 911.

“Harmony Apartment. We need an ambulance.” Next, she reached out to Peter, urging him to alert Mark's physician to meet them at the hospital.

Ts RE EEE Ce 5 Sin sit Koos With wobbly legs, she leaned against the bed, her touch lingering on Mark's heated brow.

Silent in his determination, Edwin fetched a towel, dabbing away the moisture from his father’s form.

His resolute actions weighed on Cecilia's heart.

Chapter 1972 In a soft call, she said, “Edwin.” Eyes glistening, Edwin's voice broke.

“Will my great uncle be okay?” “He will,” Cecilia whispered, tears streaming down her face.

Soon after, the ambulance sirens signaled its arrival.

Cecilia made the decision not to allow Edwin to accompany them, asking the servant to tend to him and Olivia instead.

By the time she got to the hospital, Peter was already there, and the medical team was prepped and waiting.

Mark lay pale and motionless on the emergency stretcher, caught in a semi-conscious state.

His primary doctor quickly assessed him, frustration evident.

“Given his condition, he should have been more cautious. He could've lost his life.” Peter nervously wrung his hands.

As Mark underwent examination, Cecilia, with a vacant stare towards the overhead lights, confided in Peter.

“Mark faced that storm just to be with ailing Edwin." It wasn't until she followed the paramedics downstairs that Cecilia noticed Mark's damaged car.

She tried to imagine Mark's perilous journey through the downpour.

Despite his naturally cautious nature, his commitment to Edwin had driven him.

He had wanted to dispel Edwin's doubts about his affection, even at personal risk.

Recollections of Mark's poignant words flooded her thoughts.

“I'm not the young man I once was, Cecilia. Time is fleeting.” With a shaky exhale, tears slipped from her eyes onto the sterile floor.

She whispered to Peter, “You think I didn’t treat him right, don’t you?" Caught off guard, Peter sighed.

“It's complicated, Cecilia. No one else would understand Mr. Evans the way you do, but also, he wouldn't have held on to anyone the way he has with you.” Peter connected with Cecilia during the prolonged wait.

Chapter 1973 “How is Laura's leg?” Cecilia inquired gently.

“She's on the mend. She'll be back on her feet in a few months,” Peter replied.

Cecilia gave a slight nod.

“Could you get her a gift for me later? A toy or something. Just... don't let her know it's from me.” Peter looked conflicted.

Over the years, he had seen the ebb and flow of right and wrong, and he wondered if he should have refrained from calling Mark that day.

Their wait felt interminable.

Finally, the door to the examination room swung open, and the doctor stepped out.

“He's got acute pneumonia. It could be mild or severe.

You need to get him admitted right away.” Peter immediately went to make the necessary arrangements.

Soon after, Mark was transferred to a VIP room.

started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If

up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out the lines on his

you keep putting me through this?”

He tried to focus, his eyes

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?”

his being, slowly

used to be so candid

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

my eyes, you'll always be that same young girl” Emotion

have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to

something befell you?” Tears

I'm Edwin's dad. The rain was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and

turned to her,

is my son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words,

door

young boy with a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

boy shook his

aback, said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin remained

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle

on the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was

to the ward, Peter found

spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he

the charmer, arent you? And I hate you! Edwin and Olivia are just kids! And of course I am still young!” Chuckling, Peter agreed, “Yes, you're still young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure has a way with words." Though Cecilia realized they were jesting to lighten

room to gather

to Peter, “I don’t want her burdened with guilt. I'd give everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might worry Cecilia

it's no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect the

comforted Mark

ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a

mend, you can continue your work. He'll

to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin

parents, their

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's

“You really have a way with words.”

an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes,

unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head,

him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she

he opted not to mention it, deciding to

the VIP ward,

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a moment

vanish in the blink of

placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and

his

changed his mind upon witnessing

get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

for a long time. An entire day had gone

grew, and she persistently sought answers. The doctor, in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time. This prolonged sleep

enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation,

to visit

“He really caught me off

of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and resort to administering the medicine herself.

Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose

be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged

her expression

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

taking care of your own father, Rena.”

to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition

Rena felt an intense urge to

scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a certain childlike

for the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in

with both Edwin

the servant

initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

bed, Mark remained in a serene

Mark attentively for an

sister gently, whispering to her not

His gaze Lingered

thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling

up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by

brimmed in

before carefully

remained silent, her eyes fixed on her