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.

a nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely

a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia

do you keep putting me

He tried to focus, his eyes settling on

It was Cecilia.

he questioned, “Are you shedding

every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch

used to

him,

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

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

if something befell you?” Tears

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

slowly turned to her, eyes

Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace

door creaked

cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

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

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

the boy shook his head, bolting away, only to

ill. Why are you here at the hospital?”

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

the hardships he had faced, living humbly in

ward, Peter found Mark

around 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 strength,

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

room to

Mark confided to Peter, “I don’t want her burdened 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

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

Mark until he fell

Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call,

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

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

their foremost

her intentions

Peter's

Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos

a way with words.” Peter

of

by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

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

to mention it,

VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

to close

thought that Mark might vanish in the

placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared at him,

on his way

upon witnessing this

Cecilia's

An entire day

of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a

awaken when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some

visit Mark, accompanied

caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous and cautious

basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and

issue instructions over the phone, he

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

her expression filled with care and

Rena's actions, couldn't

of your own father, Rena.”

hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently

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

she observed the scene, noting that despite his age,

had other commitments for the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in the room

servant arrived with

the servant wait

opened the door

in a

an extended moment before affectionately

gently, whispering to her

okay?” His gaze

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

that evening, Edwin had been battling

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

in Edwin's

before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing

silent, her eyes fixed