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.

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

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

you keep putting me through this?”

seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you shedding tears for

his being, slowly reached out to touch

used to be so candid and

him, Cecilia murmured,

my eyes, you'll always

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

if something befell you?” Tears

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 filled

there for him.” Lost for words,

door

boy with a cooling patch

It was Edwin.

worry evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's

the boy shook

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

many children, Peter intuitively sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your

had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where

to the ward,

whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need to recover quickly, for them.” Mustering

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

she exited the room to

confided to Peter, “I don’t want her burdened with guilt. I'd give everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father.

Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would

Peter comforted Mark

in a call, likely

is on the mend, you can continue your work.

in Duefron, prioritizing

parents, their foremost responsibility

made her intentions

Peter's face Lit up with

sure to recover swiftly”

a way with words.” Peter breathed a

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

awkwardly scratched his head,

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 clearly

not to mention

entered the VIP ward,

unwilling to close

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink of

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

on his

upon witnessing

better.” Cecilia's voice

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

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

felt some relief at the

to visit

me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a

for the 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 resort to administering the medicine

Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose

can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in

forehead, her expression filled with care

Rena's actions, couldn't resist

you're taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a brief

with one hand

felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but held

she observed the scene, noting that despite his

commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

arrived with

the servant wait

initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

in a serene repose, his

for an extended

sister gently, whispering to

resting, okay?” His

his thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour to comfort

On that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and

Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in Edwin's

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

her eyes fixed on her