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.

closely over the next 48

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

do you keep putting me through this?”

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

It was Cecilia.

you

permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached

used to be so candid

1974 Nestling closer to him,

young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll

could have called my father and

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

thoughts, “Cecilia, I'm Edwin's dad. The rain was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would

her,

son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace to rest his

door creaked

cooling patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for Mark's

acknowledgment of their relationship,

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

“You're still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips

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

he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years,

ward, Peter

blankets around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state,

I am still young!” Chuckling, Peter agreed, “Yes, you're still young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure has

the room to gather her

with guilt. 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

Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect

Library Peter comforted Mark

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

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 with Edwin

a point. As parents, their

her intentions

pause, Peter's face Lit up with

Evans'ide, he's sure to

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

art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes,

didn’t go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

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

he opted not to mention it, deciding to tread

entered the VIP ward, where Mark was

to close her eyes even

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

warm cheek and stared at

on his

his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

long time. An entire day had gone

tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite

enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the

came to visit Mark, accompanied

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

likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a

over the phone, he

be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist

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

hand still on Rena's

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

as she observed the scene, noting

commitments for the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere in

with both Edwin and

the servant wait

Edwin opened the door and ushered

on the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose,

an extended moment before affectionately

sister gently, whispering to her not to make

His gaze

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

had been

time he woke up, Mark was there, a

brimmed in

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

silent, her eyes