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.

“Monitor him closely over the next 48

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

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

voice. He tried

It was Cecilia.

voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears

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

used to be so candid and

him, Cecilia murmured,

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

and brother and you didn’t have to do

Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed

night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age,

slowly turned to her, eyes filled

Lost for words, Cecilia

ward door

young boy with a cooling patch

It was Edwin.

to bring him to the hospital, fearing

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting away, only

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

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

gaze lingered on the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was

ward, Peter found Mark

a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill

against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure has a way with words." Though Cecilia realized they were jesting

exited the room to gather

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

blood; he would go to any lengths to

Peter comforted Mark until he fell

Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her

continue your work. He'll

to stay in Duefron,

parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her

Peter's face Lit up with

to

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

Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip

go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at

now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter

opted not to mention it, deciding to

ward, where Mark

slept all night, unwilling to close her

that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

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

on his way to the

he changed his mind upon witnessing

Cecilia's voice was

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

“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

Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation, she

to visit

CH Fr me Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard

medications 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 herself.

Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose

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

her expression

observing Rena's actions, couldn't

care of your own

kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on

me check on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen

scene, noting

commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere in the room

servant arrived with

requested that the

initiative, Edwin opened the door and

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his

observed Mark attentively for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

his sister gently, whispering to

is resting, okay?” His gaze

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

that evening, Edwin had been battling

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

in

before carefully tucking her

silent, her eyes fixed on