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.

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

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

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

It was Cecilia.

voice, he questioned, “Are you

fiber of his being, slowly reached out to

used to

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

in my eyes, you'll always be that same young girl” Emotion welled up

think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother

Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down

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

turned to her, eyes filled

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

ward door creaked open

cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

to bring him to the hospital, fearing for

their relationship, Edwin's eyes

servant motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting away, only to collide with

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

to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's

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

to the ward, Peter found

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.”

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

exited the room to gather her

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

flesh and blood; he

comforted Mark until he fell

found Cecilia engrossed in a

“When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be

stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's

parents, their foremost responsibility

made her intentions

Peter's face Lit up with

Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly”

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

Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of

scratched his head, momentarily

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

he opted not to mention it, deciding to

the VIP ward, where Mark

hadn't slept all night, unwilling to close her

Mark might vanish in the blink

gently placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared at him,

was on his way

witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

Cecilia's voice was

been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no signs

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

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

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Koos “He really caught me off guard

children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and

the

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

her expression filled with care and

actions, couldn't resist a teasing

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

hand still on Rena's shoulder,

check on our old man.” Rena felt an

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

the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the

with both Edwin

requested that the

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered

remained in a serene repose, his

observed Mark attentively for an extended moment

whispering to

resting, okay?” His gaze

to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the

had been battling a fever and

he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast

in

before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and

silent, her eyes fixed on her