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

a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a

you keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's voice

her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling on a

It was Cecilia.

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

weariness permeating every fiber of his being,

used to be so candid

1974 Nestling closer to him,

you'll always be that same young girl” Emotion welled up

my father and brother and you didn’t

if something befell you?” Tears streamed

hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s

her, eyes

Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand,

ward door creaked

boy with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

to bring him to

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's

Edwin inside, but the boy shook

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

Peter intuitively sensed 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, the

he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was

the ward,

the blankets around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in

“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

she exited the room to

Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might

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

Mark until he fell

the ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in

to reassure her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia shook

in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's

As parents, their foremost

her intentions

Peter's face Lit up with

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

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

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

He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

“I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she

not to mention it, deciding

VIP ward, where

to close her eyes even for

thought that Mark might vanish in

warm cheek and

his

witnessing this

get better.” Cecilia's voice was

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

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

While Cecilia felt some

to visit

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

anxiety, couldn't make a

instructions over the

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

Mark's forehead, her expression filled

observing Rena's actions, couldn't

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

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

on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to

observed the scene, noting

commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere

arrived with both Edwin

the

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

an extended moment before

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not to make a

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

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

evening, Edwin had been battling a

he woke up, Mark was there, a

in Edwin's

picked up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing

silent, her eyes fixed on