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.

IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39

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

me through this?”

her voice. He tried

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?”

being, slowly reached out to

changed. You used to be

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

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

and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your health

if something befell you?”

If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and your

turned to her, eyes

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

ward door creaked open

boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

boy shook his head,

said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?”

down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your

lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly

the ward, Peter found

the blankets around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need to recover quickly, for them.” Mustering

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 her mood, it only deepened her melancholy. Strong and resilient, she wanted to be Mark's pillar at

exited the room to gather her

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 more. She deeply cares about you.” Mark's voice

act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would

comforted Mark until he

engrossed in a

on the mend, you can continue your

sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin and

point. As parents, their

her intentions

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up

the best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon

with

an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that department.” Her

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a

now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss

he opted not to mention

ward, where

to close her eyes even for

thought that Mark might vanish in the

warm cheek and stared at

his way

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

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

awaken when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt

came to visit Mark, accompanied

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

for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at

1977 Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take the

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

forehead, her expression

couldn't resist

own father, Rena.”

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

check on our old man.” Rena felt

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

commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the

arrived with both

requested that the servant wait

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered

a serene

Mark attentively for an

gently, whispering to

is resting, okay?” His

to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour to comfort

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been

time he woke up, Mark was

brimmed in

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

remained silent, her eyes fixed on her