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.

prescribing the necessary medication, a nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert us immediately.” Cecilia acknowledged with a

nurse set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out the lines on

putting me through this?” Cecilia's

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

It was Cecilia.

voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?” “No,”

his being, slowly

to be so candid and

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

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

could have called my father and brother and

would happen to Edwin and Olivia if something

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

to her,

duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him

ward door creaked

boy with a cooling patch

It was Edwin.

his sitter to bring him to the

relationship,

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

you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin

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,

boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly

the ward, Peter found

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

“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 and resilient,

room to gather

Peter responded softly, “Edwin just

Mark's flesh and blood; he would go

comforted Mark until

found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely

her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia shook her

film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being,

As parents, their

made her

Peter's

the best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing

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

He quipped, “Oh, you think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes,

scratched his head, momentarily at a

Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss

to mention it,

the VIP ward, where Mark

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a

that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

her warm cheek and stared at

his way to

witnessing this

get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

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

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

Cecilia felt some

visit Mark, accompanied

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

apartment, there was likely a supply of 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 resort to administering the medicine

could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take

out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation,

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

couldn't

taking care of your own

hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed

check on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold

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

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in the room

with

requested that the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered his

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying

for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not to make

okay?” His gaze

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

Edwin had

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

in

uttering a word before carefully tucking her

remained silent, her eyes fixed