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.

she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his

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

putting me through

He tried to focus, his eyes settling on a

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you

his being, slowly reached out

to be so candid

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

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

to think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to

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

hand firmly, 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

her, eyes

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

ward door creaked

patch still

It was Edwin.

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

of their relationship,

to let Edwin inside, but the boy

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

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting

living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk

ward, Peter found Mark

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

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 be

she exited the room to gather her

“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

Peter comforted Mark

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

Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits

a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing

had a point. As parents, their

her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up with

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

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

the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that department.” Her words carried a tinge of

awkwardly scratched his

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

not to mention it, deciding

VIP ward, where Mark

close her eyes even for

thought that Mark might vanish in the

on her warm cheek and stared at him,

his way to

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate

better.” Cecilia's voice

been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by,

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

awaken when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the

visit Mark, accompanied

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

a decision of what to

issue instructions over the

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

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care and

actions, couldn't resist

of your own father, Rena.” Rena

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

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

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

commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in the

servant arrived with both Edwin and

requested that the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the

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

attentively for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

to her not to make a

His gaze Lingered on

one particular rainy night when

Edwin had been battling a fever and

woke up, Mark was

brimmed in

before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing her

silent, her eyes