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.

nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever

for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a

me

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

It was Cecilia.

you shedding tears for me?”

fiber of his being,

to

1974 Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll always be that

have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your health isn’t

to Edwin and Olivia if something befell

firmly, 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 children as well as Rena to

slowly turned to her, eyes

be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply

ward door creaked open

patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's

let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his

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

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

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

to the ward, Peter found

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

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

the room

for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as

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

Library Peter comforted Mark

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

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

to stay in Duefron,

As parents, their foremost responsibility was

made her

Peter's face Lit up

he's sure to recover

responded in a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed

I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her

unnoticed by Peter. He 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

mention it, deciding to

VIP ward,

to close her

that Mark might vanish in the blink of an

placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek

his way to the

witnessing this intimate scene and

get better.” Cecilia's voice was

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

doctor, in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't

had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation,

to visit

off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous and cautious

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

1977 Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone,

“Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and

Mark's forehead, her

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist

of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition by touching

our old man.” Rena felt an

welled up in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting

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

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the

servant arrived with both Edwin

that the servant

the door

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose,

Mark attentively for an

cradled his sister gently, whispering to

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

particular rainy night when

had been battling a

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in Edwin's

word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing her

silent, her eyes