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.

she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39

and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing

me through this?” Cecilia's voice

to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you

permeating every fiber of his being,

You used to be

him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

eyes, you'll always be that same young girl”

to think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and

something befell you?” Tears

Mark 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

to her,

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

ward door creaked open

young boy with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

sitter to

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes

boy shook his head, bolting away, only to collide

ill. Why are you here at

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

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

ward, Peter

a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even

Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia?

exited the room to

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 was a

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

Mark until

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

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

parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

made her intentions

thoughtful pause, Peter's face

to recover

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

the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her

unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head,

Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that

to mention it, deciding

entered the VIP ward,

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

might vanish in the blink

warm cheek and stared at him,

on his way to the

witnessing

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

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

and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in

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

visit Mark, accompanied

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

servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and resort to administering the medicine

issue instructions over the phone, he

times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in

Mark's forehead, her

actions, couldn't resist

your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

have a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on

our old man.” Rena felt

up in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting

commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the

arrived with both Edwin

requested that the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered

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

night when

had been battling a fever

time he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast

brimmed in

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

her eyes fixed on