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.

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

the nurse set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside

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

seemed to recognize her voice. He tried

It was Cecilia.

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

fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch

to

to him, Cecilia

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

think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have

if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her face

finally voiced his thoughts, “Cecilia, I'm Edwin's dad. The 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.” Cecilia looked on in

turned to her,

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

ward door creaked

boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

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

relationship,

servant motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting away, only

are you here at the hospital?” Lips

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

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 treat like milk tea was a

the 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

the charmer, arent you? And I hate you! Edwin and Olivia 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 only deepened her melancholy. Strong and resilient, she wanted to be Mark's pillar at

room to gather her

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 any

Library Peter comforted Mark until

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

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

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

their foremost responsibility

her

pause, Peter's face

he's sure to

have a way with words.”

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

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

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

not to mention it,

the VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

to close her eyes even for

in the blink

her warm cheek and stared

on his way to the

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

Cecilia's voice was almost a

time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no signs

“He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he

had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation, she

visit Mark, accompanied

off guard this time.” Mark had

couldn't make a decision of what to do

could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take

While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care

Rena's actions, couldn't resist

your own father,

word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed

our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold

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

other commitments for the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in

servant arrived with both Edwin and

that the servant

the door and ushered his sister

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

an extended moment before affectionately

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not to

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when Mark had

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been

Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in Edwin's

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

remained silent, her eyes fixed on her