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.

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

heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia

do you keep putting me through this?”

recognize her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding tears

being, slowly reached out to

to be so candid

to him, Cecilia murmured,

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

and brother and you didn’t

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

dad. The rain was 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

turned to her,

my son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace

ward door creaked open

patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring him to

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes

but the boy

are you here

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 darting

the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly

the ward, Peter found

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

still young!” Chuckling, Peter agreed, “Yes, you're still young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure

she exited the room

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

and blood; he would go to

Peter comforted Mark until he fell

engrossed in a call, likely

is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.”

had sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin and Olivia's

point. As parents, their foremost

her

pause, Peter's face Lit

choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos

really have a way with words.” Peter

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

scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

“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

not to mention

VIP ward, where Mark was

night, unwilling to close her eyes even for

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye

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

on his way to the

witnessing this intimate

get better.” Cecilia's voice

for a long time. An entire day had gone

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

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

visit Mark, accompanied

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

of basic 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

over the phone, he chose to take the risk

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

forehead, her

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a teasing

care of your own

one hand still on Rena's

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

scene, noting that despite

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in the room

with both Edwin and

the

opened the door and ushered

on the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

observed Mark attentively for an extended

sister gently, whispering to her

His

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

evening, Edwin had been battling a fever

up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in

uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's

silent, her eyes