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.

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

heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia

keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's voice

to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding tears

permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to

to be so

1974 Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

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

my father and brother and you didn’t have to

happen to Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed

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

turned to her, eyes filled

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

door creaked open

a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing

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

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

aback, said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin remained

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

faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple

ward,

a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill

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

she exited the room to gather

responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might worry Cecilia more. She deeply cares about you.”

it's no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood;

comforted Mark until he

Cecilia engrossed in a

continue your work. He'll

had sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was

made her

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up with

the best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to

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

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

He awkwardly scratched his

Cecilia added, “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

opted not to mention it, deciding to

ward, where Mark

night, unwilling to close her eyes

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

warm

his way to the

upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

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

explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and

enough.” While Cecilia felt some

to visit Mark, accompanied by

caught me off

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

issue instructions over the phone,

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

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression

actions, couldn't

your own father, Rena.” Rena

hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently

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

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

for the afternoon, so he soon left

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

arrived with both

the

the initiative, Edwin opened the

a serene repose, his face

for an

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not to make

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

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

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

he woke up, Mark was there, a

brimmed in Edwin's

uttering a word before carefully tucking her into

her eyes fixed on