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.

him closely over the next 48 hours. If

the nurse set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a

me through this?” Cecilia's voice

He tried to focus, his eyes settling on a hazy

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding tears

fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch her

You used to be so candid and

to him, Cecilia

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

and brother and you

if something befell you?” Tears streamed

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

her, eyes

Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him

ward door creaked

with a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

relationship,

boy shook his head, bolting

ill. Why are you

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

faced, living humbly in

the ward, Peter found Mark

here. Even in his ill

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

the room to gather her

burdened with guilt. I'd give everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized

and blood; he would go

Peter comforted Mark

found Cecilia engrossed in a

on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia

role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin and Olivia's

had a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was

made her

pause, Peter's face Lit up with

to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark,

way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful

of

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she was

he opted not to mention it, deciding to

ward,

hadn't slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for

vanish in the blink of an

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

on his way

his mind upon witnessing this

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he

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

enough.” While Cecilia felt

to visit

Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this

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

Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take the

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

forehead, her

observing Rena's actions, couldn't

care of your own father,

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

Rena felt an

in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a

the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the

with both Edwin and

that the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face

an

his sister gently, whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze

drifted back to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged

Edwin had

Mark was

brimmed in

uttering a word before carefully

eyes fixed on