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

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

you keep putting me

her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling

It was Cecilia.

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

permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to

You used to be

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

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

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

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

turned to her, eyes

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

door

with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

to bring him to

their relationship,

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

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

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

reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple

ward, Peter found Mark

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

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

the room to

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

Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go

Mark until he fell

Cecilia engrossed in a call,

her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits

role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin and Olivia's

a point. As parents, their

made her intentions

pause, Peter's face Lit up with

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

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

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

scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark

opted not to mention it, deciding to

VIP ward, where

night, unwilling to close her eyes even for

vanish in

gently placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

his way

witnessing this intimate

please get better.” Cecilia's voice

long time. An entire day had

of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time. This prolonged sleep is his

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

to visit Mark,

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

of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision

1977 Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he

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

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

actions, couldn't resist a

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

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

felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but

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

had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the

arrived with both Edwin and

the servant

Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

on the bed, Mark remained in a serene

Mark attentively for an

whispering to her not to make

His gaze Lingered

rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour

had

up, Mark was

brimmed in

picked up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking

eyes fixed