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.

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

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

keep putting me through

recognize her voice. He tried to

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding tears for me?”

fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch her

You used to

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

my eyes, you'll always be that same young

could have called my father and brother and you

Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her face

rain was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in

slowly turned to her, eyes

for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the

ward door creaked

a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

but the boy shook his

still ill. Why are you

Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's

gaze lingered on the boy, 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 treat like

the ward,

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

Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure has a

exited the room

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.

no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect the

Peter comforted Mark until

engrossed in

continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you

to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's

As parents, their foremost responsibility

her intentions

Peter's face

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

way with words.” Peter breathed

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

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

teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter

not to mention it, deciding to

ward, where Mark was peacefully

to close her

that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye

warm cheek and stared

was on his

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

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

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 quite some time. This prolonged sleep

enough.” While Cecilia felt some

came to visit Mark,

me off

there was likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what

could issue instructions over the phone, he

“Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively attended

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care and

actions, couldn't resist a

you're taking care of your own

with one hand still on Rena's shoulder,

our old man.” Rena felt

in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite

had other commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the

arrived with both

the

Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

whispering to her not to

okay?” His gaze Lingered

drifted back to one particular rainy night

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling a

up, Mark was there, a

in

up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully

silent, her eyes fixed