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.

started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his

set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a

me through this?” Cecilia's

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

It was Cecilia.

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

his being, slowly reached

changed. You used to

1974 Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

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

father and

Edwin and Olivia if something

thoughts, “Cecilia, I'm Edwin's dad. The 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 as well as Rena

turned to her, eyes filled

son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace to rest his

door

patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

the boy shook his head,

aback, said, “You're still ill. Why are you

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting

faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple

to the ward, Peter

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, for them.”

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.

exited the room to gather

softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for

flesh and blood;

Mark until he

Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with

Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work.

had sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in

parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

made her

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

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

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

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

by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

“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 was clearly feeling

not to mention it, deciding

the VIP ward,

all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

that Mark might vanish in the

warm cheek and stared

on his way to

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene

get better.” Cecilia's

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

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

enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief

visit Mark, accompanied

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

The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do

could issue instructions over the phone, he

times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation,

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her

actions, couldn't resist

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

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

felt an

as she observed the scene, noting that despite his

had other commitments for the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the

servant arrived with both Edwin and

requested that the servant wait

the door and ushered

a serene repose,

for an extended moment

to her not to

is resting, okay?” His gaze

particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour to

had been battling a fever and considerable

was there,

in

before carefully tucking her into

silent, her eyes fixed