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.

nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely

a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing

you keep putting me through

her voice. He tried to focus, his

It was Cecilia.

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

permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to

You used to

closer to him,

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

my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your

if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

voiced his thoughts, “Cecilia, I'm Edwin's 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

her, eyes

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

ward door creaked

patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to

their relationship, Edwin's eyes

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

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

intuitively sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my

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

to the ward, Peter found Mark

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

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

she exited the room to

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

and blood; he would go

Library Peter comforted Mark

the ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call,

began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be

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

parents, their foremost

made her

pause, Peter's face Lit up with

sure to recover swiftly”

“You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of

Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that department.” Her words carried a tinge

unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

his surprise, Cecilia added, “I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating

to mention

VIP ward, where Mark was

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for

Mark might vanish in the blink of an

Mark's hand on her warm cheek

was on his way to

witnessing this intimate

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

for a long time. An entire day had gone by,

been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he

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

to visit Mark, accompanied by

Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard

for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However,

over the phone, he chose

can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively attended

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

like you're taking care of your own father,

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

Rena felt an intense urge

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

commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in the room

servant arrived with both

requested that the servant wait

the door and ushered

the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose,

an extended moment before affectionately

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not to make a

His gaze Lingered

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

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and

up, Mark was there, a steadfast

in

carefully tucking her

remained silent, her eyes fixed