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 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert us

monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out

do you keep putting me

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

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you shedding tears

weariness permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch

to be so

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll always be that same

called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your health

to Edwin and Olivia if something befell

“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

turned to her, eyes filled

my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply

ward door creaked open

patch still

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes

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

ill. Why are you

comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before

he had faced, living humbly in a small

the ward,

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 to recover quickly, for them.” Mustering 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

the room

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

it's no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect

Peter comforted Mark until he

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

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

had sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron,

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

her intentions

thoughtful pause, Peter's face

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

soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed

I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that department.” Her words carried a

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

going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss

opted not to mention

entered the VIP ward, where Mark

unwilling to close her eyes even for a moment

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink of

hand on her warm

on his

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

better.” Cecilia's

deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed

patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't

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

came to visit Mark, accompanied

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

a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and resort to

instructions over the phone, he chose

be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively attended

her expression filled with

observing Rena's actions, couldn't

of your own father,

with one hand still on

felt an

observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a

Waylen had other commitments for the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

arrived with both Edwin

requested that the servant

the door

bed, Mark remained in a

attentively for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

gently, whispering to her not to make a

okay?” His gaze

his thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when

that evening, Edwin had been battling a

time he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in Edwin's

before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt

remained silent, her eyes fixed