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

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

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

tried to

It was Cecilia.

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

weariness permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached

You used to

him,

my eyes, you'll

my father and brother

to Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears

rain was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would

to her,

son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia

ward door creaked

cooling patch still on his forehead

It was Edwin.

evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

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

are you here at the hospital?”

down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is

reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple

ward, Peter

of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need to

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

the room to gather her

everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for

Mark's flesh and blood; he

comforted Mark until he

in

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

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had a point. As parents, their

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thoughtful pause, Peter's face

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

with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of

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

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

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

mention it, deciding to tread

ward,

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

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

on her warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

his way to the

witnessing this intimate scene and

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was

long time. An entire

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

to visit Mark, accompanied

me off guard this time.”

with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of

over the phone, he chose to take the

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

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

couldn't resist a teasing

own father, Rena.” Rena

say.” Waylen, with one hand

old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but

observed the scene,

Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the

arrived with both Edwin

the servant wait

the initiative, Edwin opened the door

the bed, Mark remained in a serene

attentively for an extended

gently, whispering to her not to

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when

had been battling a fever and considerable

he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast

brimmed in Edwin's

before carefully tucking her into

silent, her eyes fixed