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.

prescribing 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

set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out the lines on

do you keep putting me

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

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?” “No,” she

his being, slowly reached

changed. You used to be so candid

to him,

you'll

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

something befell you?” Tears streamed

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

slowly turned to her, eyes

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

door

boy with a cooling patch still on his forehead

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing

of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook

aback, said, “You're still 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

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

ward, Peter

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,

still young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure has a way with words." Though Cecilia realized they were jesting

the room 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

no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood;

Peter comforted Mark until he

engrossed in a call, likely with her

Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.”

sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin and Olivia's

parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

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

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

you think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.”

scratched his

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

he opted not to mention it, deciding

VIP ward, where Mark was

all night, unwilling to close her eyes

Mark might vanish in

warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

was on his way to the

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no

anxiety 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 had a proper rest in quite some time.

he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt

to visit Mark,

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

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

could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to

out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation,

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression

actions, couldn't resist

seems like you're taking care of your own father,

a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on

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

eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his

had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

servant arrived with both Edwin

that the

the initiative, Edwin opened the

remained in a serene repose, his face

observed Mark attentively for an

sister gently, whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze

rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour to comfort

On that evening, Edwin had

Mark was there, a steadfast presence by his

in Edwin's

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

silent, her eyes fixed on