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.

an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39

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

do you keep putting me through this?”

though feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you

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

You used to be

him,

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

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

if something befell

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

to her, eyes

my 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

ward door creaked open

cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for

of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

the boy shook his head, bolting

you here at the hospital?”

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

gaze lingered on the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where

to the ward, Peter found Mark

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

head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter

exited the room to gather

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

act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any

Peter comforted Mark until he fell

Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her

is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia shook her head

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

point. As parents, their foremost responsibility

her

Peter's face Lit

the best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to

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

good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and

He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual;

he opted not to mention it, deciding to tread

entered the VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

to close her eyes even

Mark might vanish in the blink of

hand on her warm

his

upon witnessing this intimate scene

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no

persistently sought answers. The doctor, in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time. This prolonged sleep

felt

came to visit Mark, accompanied by

me off guard this time.” Mark had always been

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

the phone, he chose to take

times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively attended to

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care

Rena's actions, couldn't

of your own father, Rena.”

never have a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition

felt an intense urge to scold

welled up in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his

had other commitments for the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the

with

the servant wait

the initiative, Edwin opened the

the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his

Mark attentively for an

whispering to her not to make

okay?” His

back to one particular rainy night when

evening, Edwin had been battling a fever

was there, a steadfast presence by

brimmed in Edwin's

without uttering a word before carefully tucking

silent, her eyes fixed on her