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.

for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the

exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out the

you keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's voice

her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling on a hazy

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you shedding

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

You used to

him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

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

I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this.

something befell

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 as Rena to look after.” Cecilia

turned to her, eyes filled with

son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for

ward door creaked open

a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

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

acknowledgment of their relationship,

boy shook his

still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?”

children, Peter 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

the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was a

ward, Peter found Mark

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. You need to recover quickly, for them.” Mustering the strength, Mark

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

the room to gather

“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 whisper.

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

Library Peter comforted Mark until he fell

ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with

Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work.

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

point. As parents, their foremost responsibility

her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face

With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover

tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh

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, he's quite skilled in that

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a

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

he opted not to mention it, deciding to

entered the VIP ward,

to close her eyes even for

might vanish in the blink of

her warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

his way to the

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene

better.” Cecilia's voice was

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

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

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

visit Mark,

Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this time.” Mark

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

Mark could issue instructions over the

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

Mark's forehead, her

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

your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen

never have a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's

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

the scene, noting

for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in the

servant arrived with

the servant wait

Edwin opened the door and ushered his

a serene repose, his face displaying

attentively for an extended

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her

okay?” His gaze Lingered on

to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from

Edwin had been battling a

woke up, Mark was there, a

brimmed in

picked up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing her

her eyes fixed on her