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.

Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next

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

keep putting me

though feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling on

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding

every fiber of his being, slowly reached out

to be so candid and

1974 Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll always be that

I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t

if something befell you?” Tears streamed

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

to her, eyes filled

to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace to rest

door creaked

with a cooling patch still on his forehead

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to bring him to the

relationship, Edwin's

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

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

comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin

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

ward,

around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state,

still young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark teased,

room to gather

responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you

it's no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would

Library Peter comforted Mark until

engrossed in a call, likely

on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits

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parents, their foremost responsibility

her

Peter's face Lit

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

have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful

good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her

didn’t go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a

Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't

to mention it, deciding to tread

ward,

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes

Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

warm cheek and stared at

was on his way

witnessing this intimate scene

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

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

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

when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's

came to visit Mark,

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

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

Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take the

can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation,

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

couldn't resist a

you're taking care of your own

word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder,

old man.” Rena felt an

welled up in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen

the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere in the

servant arrived with both Edwin

the

opened the door and

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face

Mark attentively for an

whispering to her not

okay?” His gaze

his thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when

evening, Edwin had

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

in Edwin's

a word before carefully tucking her

her eyes fixed on her