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.

the necessary medication, a nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert us immediately.” Cecilia

monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside

you keep putting me

her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling

It was Cecilia.

you shedding tears for me?”

his being, slowly reached out to touch

changed. You used to be so candid and

to him, Cecilia murmured,

not the young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll always be that same young girl” Emotion welled

think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your

would happen to Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?”

last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and your brother has four children as well as Rena to

her, eyes

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

ward door creaked

patch still on his forehead

It was Edwin.

evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him

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

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

still ill. Why are you

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting away,

living humbly

to the ward, Peter found Mark

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.”

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 her mood,

she exited the room to

responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might worry Cecilia more. She deeply cares about

flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect

comforted Mark until he fell

in a call, likely with her

Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia

in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's

As parents, their foremost

made her intentions

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to

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

an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her

by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter

opted not to mention it,

ward, where Mark

slept all night, unwilling to close her

that Mark might vanish in

on her warm cheek and stared

was on his way to the

mind upon witnessing

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

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

in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper

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

visit Mark, accompanied

really caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always

servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of

could issue instructions over the phone, he chose

quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

Rena's actions, couldn't resist a teasing

taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena

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

felt an intense urge to scold Waylen

eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a

the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the

servant arrived with both Edwin

that the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered

in a serene repose, his

for an extended

gently, whispering to her not

is resting, okay?” His gaze

particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour to

On that evening, Edwin had

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

in Edwin's

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

remained silent, her eyes fixed