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.

and exited, Cecilia took a

keep putting me

recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling on a hazy

It was Cecilia.

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

weariness permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch her

You used to be so candid

him, Cecilia murmured,

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

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

and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears

If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing

turned to her,

for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace to

door

young boy with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him to

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

boy

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

Peter 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 away,

the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space

the ward, Peter found

spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he

just kids! And of course I am still young!” Chuckling, Peter agreed, “Yes, you're still young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark

exited the room

the dimly lit 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

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

Mark until

Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her film

Evans is on the mend, you can continue

sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's

a point. As parents, their

made her

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face

best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark,

way with words.” Peter breathed

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

by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

“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;

not to mention it,

the VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

to close her eyes even for a

Mark might vanish in the

on her warm cheek

his way

upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

get better.” Cecilia's voice

in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed

and she 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 prolonged sleep

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

to visit Mark, accompanied

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

likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do

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

times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively

forehead, her expression filled with care

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

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

never have a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand

Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but held

she observed the scene,

commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in

servant arrived with

requested that the servant

initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered

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

attentively for an extended

gently, whispering to her

His gaze

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

Edwin had

time he woke up, Mark was there,

in

word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and

her eyes fixed