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.

him closely over

exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly

you keep putting me

her voice. He tried to

It was Cecilia.

you shedding tears for

being, slowly reached out

You used to be

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

you'll always be that same young girl” Emotion welled

called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this.

Olivia if something befell

firmly, Mark finally voiced his thoughts, “Cecilia, 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 your brother has four children

turned to her, eyes filled

be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand,

door creaked open

with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting away, only to

taken aback, said, “You're still ill. Why are you here

Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.”

Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a

to the ward, Peter found Mark

Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need to recover quickly, for them.” Mustering the strength,

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

the room

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 more. She deeply cares

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

Library Peter comforted Mark until he

Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her

you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you

coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being,

their

her

Peter's face Lit up

you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark,

really have a way with words.” Peter

He quipped, “Oh, you think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes,

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

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;

he opted not to mention it, deciding

entered the VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

unwilling to close her eyes even for a moment

might vanish in the blink of an

placed Mark's hand on her warm

on his

changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was

for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no signs

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

felt some relief at the

came to visit Mark, accompanied

off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous and cautious

apartment, there was likely a supply 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

instructions over the

times.” While

her

Rena's actions, couldn't resist a teasing

seems like you're taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot

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

felt an

in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that

had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in the

servant arrived with

requested that the servant

opened the

a serene repose, his face

Mark attentively for an extended

whispering to her not to

His

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

that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by his

in

uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt

remained silent, her eyes fixed