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.

advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39

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

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

tried to focus, his eyes settling on a

It was Cecilia.

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

fiber of his being,

to be so candid

Nestling closer to him,

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

have called my father and

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

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

turned to her, eyes filled

duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand,

ward door

boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

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

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

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

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

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

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

ward, Peter found Mark

that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in

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, it

exited the room to gather

Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you

it's no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any

comforted Mark

in a call,

continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia shook her

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

had a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's

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

“You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of

you think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming

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

surprise, Cecilia added, “I'm just teasing. I'm 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 clearly

not to mention it,

entered the VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

close her

vanish in the

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

on his

changed his mind upon witnessing this

get better.” Cecilia's voice was

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

a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems

he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation, she

to visit

Fr me Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous and cautious

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

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

“Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation,

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

couldn't resist a teasing

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

never have a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed

old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold

observed the scene, noting that

for the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the

servant arrived with both

requested that the

the door and

on the bed, Mark remained in a

an extended

his sister gently, whispering to her not to make a

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

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

Edwin had been battling a fever

was there, a steadfast

brimmed in Edwin's

without uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and

silent, her eyes fixed