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.

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 acknowledged with a

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

keep putting me through

He tried to focus, his eyes settling on a hazy

It was Cecilia.

voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?”

every fiber of his being,

used to be so candid

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia

in my eyes, you'll always be that same young

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

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

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

to her, eyes filled

Lost for words, Cecilia simply held

ward door creaked

with a cooling patch still on

It was Edwin.

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

relationship,

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

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

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

had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea

to the ward,

Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need

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

the room to gather her

Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might worry Cecilia more. She deeply

Mark's flesh and blood; he

Library Peter comforted Mark until he fell

in a call, likely

you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when

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

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

made her intentions

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face

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

way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful demeanor

Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just 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

his surprise, Cecilia added, “I'm just 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 casual; she was

mention it, deciding to tread

VIP ward, where

all night, unwilling to close her

Mark might vanish in the blink of

on her warm cheek and stared at him,

on his way to

witnessing

Cecilia's voice was almost

An entire

under an immense amount of stress, and it

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

to visit

off guard this time.” Mark had always

children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to

the phone, he chose to

impulsive at times.” While Waylen

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

couldn't

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

word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition by touching his

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

eyes as she observed the scene, noting that

Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere in the room

with both Edwin and

requested that the

initiative, Edwin opened the door

Mark remained in a serene repose, his

observed Mark attentively for an extended moment before

to

His gaze Lingered on

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

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and considerable

he woke up, Mark was

in

up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking her

eyes fixed