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.

necessary medication, a nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next

a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside

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

seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for

every fiber of his being,

You used to be so candid and

to him, Cecilia murmured,

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

could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this.

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

night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and your

turned to her, eyes filled

is my 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

ward door creaked open

young boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to bring him to

of their relationship, Edwin's

to let Edwin inside, but the boy

are you here at

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

privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for

the ward, Peter

1975 Gently adjusting the blankets around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even

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

room to gather

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 martyr might worry Cecilia more. She deeply cares about you.” Mark's voice was a

act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to

Mark until

the ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely

her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your

a coveted film role to stay in

their foremost responsibility was to

her intentions

Peter's

ts the best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark,

tone, “You really have a way with

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

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

see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she was

mention it, deciding

VIP ward, where Mark

unwilling to close her eyes even for

might vanish in the blink of an

on her warm cheek and stared at him,

his way to

upon witnessing this intimate

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

slumber for a long time. An entire day had

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

he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt

visit Mark, accompanied

caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a

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

issue instructions over the phone,

times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively

Mark's forehead, her expression filled

actions, couldn't resist

you're taking care of your own

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

felt an intense

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

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

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere

arrived with both Edwin

the servant wait

opened the door and ushered his sister

remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

an extended

to her

resting, okay?” His gaze

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

that evening, Edwin had been battling

he woke up, Mark was there,

brimmed in Edwin's

up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking her

silent, her eyes fixed on