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.

closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39

monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took

do you keep putting me through

though feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding

every fiber of his being, slowly reached

to be so

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

Olivia if something befell you?”

was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and your

slowly turned to her, eyes filled

be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him

door creaked

with a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

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

you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering,

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

on the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was

to the ward, Peter found

“Edwin was here. Even

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,

the room to gather her

everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might worry

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

comforted Mark until he

Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely

you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia

in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin

As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's

to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia

with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful

quipped, “Oh, you think 'm good? 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.”

go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

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

mention it, deciding to

VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

hadn't slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

vanish in the blink of an

gently placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared

on his way

his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

please get better.” Cecilia's

long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no signs of

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

enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation, she remained

visit Mark, accompanied by

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

anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However,

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

quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and

forehead, her expression filled

actions, couldn't resist a

care of your own father, Rena.” Rena

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

felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but held

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

for the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the

arrived with both

the servant

Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face

for an extended moment before affectionately

sister gently, whispering to

resting, okay?” His

particular rainy night

Edwin had been

up, Mark was there, a steadfast

in

before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and

eyes fixed