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.

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

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

do you keep putting me through

recognize her voice. He tried

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding tears

of his being, slowly reached out to

You used to be so candid

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

in my eyes, you'll always be

my father and brother and you

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

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 look after.” Cecilia looked on in

to her,

him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace to rest

ward door creaked open

cooling patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring

their relationship, Edwin's eyes

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

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

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

Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in

to the ward, Peter found Mark

here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need to recover quickly,

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 only deepened her melancholy. Strong and resilient, she wanted to

she exited the room to gather her

softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might worry Cecilia more. She deeply cares about you.” Mark's

flesh and blood; he would

Peter comforted Mark until

Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her film

to reassure her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when

had sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being,

point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

made her intentions

pause, Peter's face

sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia

in a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful demeanor

1976 He quipped, “Oh, you think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that

opted not to mention it, deciding to tread

VIP ward, where Mark

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

in the blink of

on her warm cheek and

on his way to the

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene

Cecilia's voice

entire day

been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time.

had enough.” While Cecilia felt some

visit Mark, accompanied

Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this time.”

for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what

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

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

forehead, her

Rena's actions, couldn't

own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen

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

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

eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a certain childlike

commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the

arrived with both

that the servant

opened the door and ushered his

a serene repose, his face displaying

for an extended moment before affectionately

his sister gently, whispering to her not to make

His gaze

rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour to comfort

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling a

Mark was there, a steadfast

brimmed in

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

eyes fixed on her