A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
Chapter 1971-1980
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
Cecilia took a seat
do you keep putting me through
though feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling on
It was Cecilia.
raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you
of his being, slowly reached out to touch her
You used to be so candid
closer to him, Cecilia
the young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll
to think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your health
if something befell you?” Tears streamed
Mark finally voiced his thoughts, “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
slowly turned to her, eyes filled with
for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing
door
boy with a cooling patch
It was Edwin.
persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing
of their relationship, Edwin's
but the boy shook his head, bolting away, only
taken aback, said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering,
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,
living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was a
ward, Peter found Mark
adjusting the blankets 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.
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
exited the room to
the dimly lit ward, 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
and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect the
comforted Mark until he
ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her
can continue
to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin and Olivia's
a point. As parents, their foremost
made her
pause, Peter's face Lit up
to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia couldn't help but
responded in a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh
you think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip
unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for
retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss
he opted not to mention it, deciding to
ward, where Mark was peacefully
all night, unwilling to close her eyes even
that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye
hand on her warm cheek and stared at
on his way to
his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and
get better.” Cecilia's voice
An entire day had gone by, yet he showed
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 is his way of
awaken when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's
visit Mark,
off guard
there was likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to
issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take
“Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged
wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled
Rena's actions, couldn't resist
your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a
Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's
our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to
as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a certain
the afternoon, so
Cecilia escorted them downstairs.
three adults gone, the atmosphere in the
with both
requested that the servant wait
opened the door and ushered his sister
remained in a serene repose, his
an extended
cradled his sister gently, whispering to her
okay?” His gaze Lingered on
rainy night when Mark
had
Mark was there, a
brimmed in Edwin's
carefully tucking her
remained silent, her eyes fixed
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