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.

medication, a nurse 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.”

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

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

her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?” “No,”

permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch

changed. You used to

him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

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

father and brother and you didn’t

happen to Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

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

her, eyes filled with

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

door creaked

boy with a cooling patch

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship,

the boy shook his head, bolting away, only to collide with

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

Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle

lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat

ward, Peter

the blankets around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state,

charmer, arent you? And I hate you! 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,

exited the room to

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

act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect the

Mark

the ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely

can continue your

a coveted film role to stay in Duefron,

their foremost responsibility was to

made her intentions

pause, Peter's face Lit

by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia couldn't help

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

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

unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

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

opted not to mention it, deciding to tread

the VIP ward, where Mark was

to close her eyes even for a moment

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink

her warm cheek

his way

witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

please get better.” Cecilia's voice

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

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 some time. This prolonged sleep is his way

felt some relief at the doctor's

to visit Mark,

caught me off guard this

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

1977 Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to

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

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care

couldn't

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

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

Rena felt an intense

she observed the scene, noting that despite

the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

arrived with both

that the servant wait

the door and

a serene repose, his face displaying a pallid

for an

sister gently, whispering to her not to make a

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

particular rainy night when

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever

time he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in

word before carefully tucking her into

eyes fixed on