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.

Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert us immediately.”

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

me through this?”

though feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes

It was Cecilia.

you shedding

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

to be so candid and

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

my eyes, you'll always

father and brother and you

and Olivia if something befell you?”

else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and your brother has four children as well as Rena to look after.”

turned to 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 the peace to

ward door

a cooling patch

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for Mark's

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

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

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

many children, 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 servant

the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was a

ward,

Even in his ill

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

exited the room

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 to any lengths to protect the

Library Peter comforted Mark until he fell

found Cecilia engrossed in a call,

continue

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a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her intentions

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

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

with words.” Peter breathed

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

unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual;

mention it, deciding to

VIP ward, where Mark was

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye

her warm cheek and stared at

was on his

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

better.” Cecilia's

been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no signs

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 explanation, she

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Fr me Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous and

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

1977 Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose

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

forehead, her expression

Rena's actions, couldn't

of your own father, Rena.” Rena

Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed

old man.” Rena felt

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

Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the

servant arrived with both Edwin and

requested that the servant

Edwin opened the door and

a

Mark attentively for an extended moment before affectionately

his sister gently, whispering to her not to

is resting, okay?” His gaze

particular rainy night when Mark

Edwin had been

Mark was there, a

brimmed in Edwin's

word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and

silent, her eyes fixed on her