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 acknowledged with a

exited, Cecilia

you keep putting me

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, slowly reached

used to be so candid and

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

not the young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll

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

if something

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 as

slowly turned to her, eyes filled

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

ward door creaked open

a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him to the hospital,

of their relationship,

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

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

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 rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was a luxury.

the ward, Peter found

1975 Gently adjusting the blankets around Mark with a 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,

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, it only deepened her melancholy. Strong and resilient, she wanted

exited the room

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

flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to

Mark until

engrossed in a call, likely with her

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 her head

had sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron,

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was

her

Peter's face Lit

Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing

a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful demeanor

think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that department.” Her words carried

awkwardly scratched his

Cecilia added, “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;

he opted not to mention it, deciding

the VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

unwilling to close

Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye

her warm cheek and stared at him,

his way

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

Cecilia's voice

long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he

grew, and she persistently sought answers. The doctor, in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't

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

visit

Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this time.”

for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment.

Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take

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

her expression filled with care and

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

seems like you're taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot

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

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

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

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

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

arrived with both Edwin

the servant

opened the door and

in a serene repose, his

an

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not to

okay?” His gaze Lingered

night when Mark

On that evening, Edwin had been battling a

he woke up, Mark was

in Edwin's

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

her eyes fixed