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.

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

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

putting me through this?”

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

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?”

being, slowly reached out to

changed. You used to be so candid and

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

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

could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have

if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her face

I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and your brother has four

slowly turned to her, eyes

my son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held

door creaked open

cooling patch

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for Mark's

acknowledgment of their relationship,

servant motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy

said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin remained

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, before darting away, the servant trailing

lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space

ward, Peter found

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

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 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 deeply cares about you.” Mark's voice was a

flesh and blood; he would go

Mark until he

found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her film

on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll

in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along

point. As parents, their foremost responsibility

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up

With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia

have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful

the art of charming

awkwardly scratched

“I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she was clearly

mention it, deciding to tread

ward, where Mark was peacefully

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes

that Mark might vanish in the blink of

hand on her warm cheek and

his

he changed his mind upon witnessing this

better.” Cecilia's voice

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

amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time. This prolonged sleep is his way

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

came to visit

caught me off

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

Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take the risk

quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and

Mark's forehead, her expression

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a teasing

you're taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's

felt an intense urge

eyes as she observed the scene, noting that

other commitments for the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere

arrived with both

the

Edwin opened the door and ushered

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

an extended moment

whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

his thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night

Edwin had been battling a fever

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

brimmed in Edwin's

carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing her

remained silent, her eyes fixed on her