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.

Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert us immediately.” Cecilia acknowledged

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

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

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

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears

of his being, slowly reached out to touch

used to be so candid

to him,

my eyes, you'll always be that same young girl”

and brother and

and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

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 children as well as Rena to look after.” Cecilia looked

to her,

duty to be there for him.” Lost for

ward door

a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

worry evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

but the boy shook his head, bolting away, only to

said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at the

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

Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental

to the ward,

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.”

“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

room to

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

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

Library Peter comforted Mark until he fell

the ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in

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

sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron,

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility

made her

Peter's

sure to recover

a way with words.”

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 department.” Her words carried

He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at

to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't

he opted not to mention

VIP ward, where

all night, unwilling to close her

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink

on her warm

on his way

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate

get better.” Cecilia's voice was

had been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire

she persistently 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 catching up

felt some

visit Mark, accompanied

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

for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However,

issue instructions over the phone, he chose

impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively attended to

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression

actions, couldn't resist

you're taking care of your own

a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently

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

scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained

Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in

servant arrived with both Edwin

requested that the

the door and ushered his

a serene repose, his face displaying

Mark attentively for an extended moment before

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her

is resting, okay?” His gaze

particular rainy night when Mark

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling

he woke up, Mark was

brimmed in Edwin's

Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking her into

her eyes fixed