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 him, tenderly

putting me

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

It was Cecilia.

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

every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to

You used to

to him,

not the young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll always be that same young girl” Emotion welled up in

have called my father and brother and

something befell

If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have?

turned to her, eyes filled with

him.” Lost for

ward door creaked

patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him to the

acknowledgment of their relationship,

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

still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin

Peter intuitively sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's

and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even

the ward, Peter found Mark

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

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 only deepened her melancholy. Strong and resilient,

exited the room to

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

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

Library Peter comforted Mark until he fell

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

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

coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's

As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

her intentions

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face

sure to recover

tone, “You really have a way with

art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite

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

surprise, Cecilia added, “I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating

mention it, deciding

VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

unwilling to close her eyes even for a

that Mark might vanish in the blink of

hand on her warm cheek

on his way to the

his mind upon witnessing this

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no signs of waking

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

when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the

visit

Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off

Cecilia's apartment, there was likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do

instructions over the phone, he chose to take the

out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled

actions, couldn't

care of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a brief

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

Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen

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

had other commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the

servant arrived with both Edwin

the servant

opened the door and ushered his

bed, Mark remained in a serene

for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

his sister gently, whispering to her not

okay?” His gaze Lingered on

back to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the

had been battling a

up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by

brimmed in Edwin's

Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's

remained silent, her eyes fixed