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.

she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds

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

putting me

feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes

It was Cecilia.

you shedding

of his being, slowly reached out to

to be so candid and

closer to him, Cecilia murmured,

“But in my eyes, you'll always be that same

my father and brother and you didn’t have to do

and Olivia 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

her,

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

ward door creaked open

a cooling patch still on his forehead

It was Edwin.

his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for Mark's

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship,

the boy shook

are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering,

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my

hardships he had faced, living humbly

the ward, Peter found

spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see

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

the room

guilt. I'd give everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might

no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he

Library Peter comforted Mark until he

engrossed in a

mend, you can continue your work. He'll

a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin

As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

her

Peter's face

best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark,

really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh

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 department.” Her words carried a tinge

by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

surprise, Cecilia added, “I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss

not to mention it, deciding to

the VIP ward, where Mark was

close her eyes

that Mark might vanish in the blink of

warm cheek and

was on his

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

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

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

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

visit Mark, accompanied by

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

a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and

instructions over the

impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation,

her expression filled with care

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

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

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

felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but

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

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere in the

servant arrived with both Edwin

requested that the servant wait

initiative, Edwin opened the

a serene repose, his face

Mark attentively for an extended moment

gently, whispering to her not to make

is resting, okay?” His

one particular rainy night when Mark

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and considerable

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in

uttering a word before carefully tucking her into

her eyes

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