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.

closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert

Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out

do you keep putting me through

seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding

fiber of his being, slowly reached out to

used to be so

him, Cecilia murmured,

in my eyes, you'll always be that same

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

and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

“Cecilia, I'm Edwin's dad. The rain was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your

her,

Lost for words, Cecilia simply held

ward door creaked

patch still on his forehead

It was Edwin.

to bring him to the hospital,

acknowledgment of their relationship,

but the boy shook his head,

ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin remained

many children, Peter intuitively sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my

boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly

the ward,

Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see

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

room to gather

dimly lit ward, Mark confided 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

Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to

Mark until he

the ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her film

to reassure her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll

in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being,

had a point. As parents, their

made her intentions

pause, Peter's face Lit up

by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia couldn't help

responded in a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter

art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that department.” Her words carried a tinge of

scratched his head,

his surprise, Cecilia added, “I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual;

to mention it, deciding

VIP ward, where Mark

night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a

might vanish in the blink of an eye

placed Mark's hand on her warm

his way

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

Cecilia's voice was almost

slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed

been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest

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

visit Mark, accompanied

Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous and

apartment, there was likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a

issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take the

“Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and

her expression

Rena's actions, couldn't resist a teasing

your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on

felt an intense

observed the scene, noting that despite his

for the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere

with both Edwin and

requested that the servant wait

the door and ushered his sister

Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

Mark attentively for an extended moment

to

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

one particular rainy night when Mark

had been

time he woke up, Mark was there,

brimmed in

before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing her

eyes fixed on her