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.

she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever

up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside

keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's voice

tried

It was Cecilia.

voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?” “No,”

being,

changed. You used to be

him,

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

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

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

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

her, eyes filled

him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held

ward door creaked open

boy with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

inside, but the boy shook his head,

still ill. Why are you here at

Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting away,

living humbly in a small

the ward, Peter

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

And 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

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

flesh and blood; he

comforted Mark until he

engrossed in a call, likely with her

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

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

point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her

pause, Peter's face Lit up

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

a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief,

Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes,

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a loss

Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was

not to mention it, deciding to tread

VIP ward, where Mark

to close her eyes

that Mark might vanish in the

warm cheek and stared at him, her

his way to the

upon witnessing this intimate

better.” Cecilia's voice was

deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had

a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems

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

to visit Mark,

caught me off guard

overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a

issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take

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

forehead, her expression filled with

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

you're taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

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

man.” Rena felt an intense urge to

she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a certain childlike

for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

with both Edwin and

that the

opened the door

in a

observed Mark attentively for an

gently, whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His

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

On that evening, Edwin had been battling a

he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast

brimmed in Edwin's

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

her eyes fixed on her