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.

Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48

exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out

keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's

though feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for

fiber of his being,

to be so candid and

to him, Cecilia

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

father and brother and you didn’t have to do

Edwin and Olivia if something

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 to look after.”

to her, eyes filled with

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

ward door creaked

a cooling patch still on

It was Edwin.

worry evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

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

ill. Why are you here at the

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

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,

ward, Peter found Mark

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

are just kids! 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 with words." Though Cecilia realized they were jesting to lighten her mood, it

room to

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

blood; he would go to

comforted Mark

Cecilia engrossed in a

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

role to stay in

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

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

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

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

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head,

just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't

to mention it, deciding

entered the VIP ward,

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a moment

vanish in the blink of

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

was on his

his mind upon witnessing

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire

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 had a proper rest in quite some time. This prolonged sleep

enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief

came to visit Mark, accompanied by

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

for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and

could issue instructions over the phone,

impulsive at times.” While Waylen

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

couldn't

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

hand still on

check on our old man.” Rena felt

scene, noting that despite

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the

with

requested that the

opened the door

bed, Mark remained in a serene

an extended moment before affectionately addressing

whispering to her not to make a

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

night when Mark had

had been battling a

Mark was

in Edwin's

carefully tucking

eyes fixed on