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

exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing

putting me through

He tried to focus, his eyes settling on

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for

every fiber of his being, slowly reached

used to be

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured,

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

and brother and you didn’t have

would happen to Edwin and Olivia if something befell

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

her,

him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's

ward door creaked open

cooling patch

It was Edwin.

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

of their relationship, Edwin's eyes

the boy shook his head, bolting away, only

are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin

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

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

ward, Peter found

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 be Mark's pillar

exited the room to gather her

ward, Mark confided to Peter, “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 for you, playing the martyr might worry Cecilia more. She deeply cares

act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to

Mark until he

found Cecilia engrossed in a

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

film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with

had a point. As parents, their foremost

her intentions

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

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

a way with words.” Peter breathed a

in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite

by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

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

opted not to mention

ward, where Mark was

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

placed Mark's hand on her warm

on his way to

his mind upon witnessing this

better.” Cecilia's

had been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire

and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time. This prolonged sleep is his way of catching

when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt

to visit

“He really caught me off guard this

overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately

over the phone, he chose to take

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

Mark's forehead, her expression

observing Rena's actions, couldn't

care of your own father, Rena.” Rena

kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition by touching

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

up in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a

for the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

with both Edwin and

that the servant wait

opened the door and ushered his sister

bed, Mark remained in a serene

an extended moment before

to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

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

had been battling

up, Mark was there, a

brimmed in Edwin's

a word before carefully tucking her into

eyes fixed on her