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.

the necessary medication, a nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next

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

you keep putting me through

seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you

permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out

used to

1974 Nestling closer to him,

eyes, you'll always be that

need to think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you

and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in

her, eyes

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 rest

ward door creaked open

young boy with a cooling patch still on

It was Edwin.

evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

their relationship,

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

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

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting away, the servant trailing

privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where

to the ward, Peter found

spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you.

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, it only deepened her melancholy. Strong and resilient, she wanted to be Mark's pillar

room

“I don’t want her burdened with guilt. I'd give everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr

Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to

Peter comforted Mark until

found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with

began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia shook

role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing

point. As parents, their

made her intentions

pause, Peter's face Lit up with

best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia couldn't help

with words.”

“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

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

“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

to mention it, deciding to tread

VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

hadn't 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 and stared

on his way to the

witnessing this

get better.” Cecilia's voice was

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 is his way of catching

had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the

to visit

off

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

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

impulsive at times.” While Waylen and

her expression filled

couldn't

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

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

me check on our old man.” Rena felt an

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

had other commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the

servant arrived with

that the servant wait

Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

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

for an

sister gently, whispering to

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

particular rainy night when Mark

that evening, Edwin had been battling a

Mark was there, a steadfast presence

in Edwin's

up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking

silent, her eyes fixed on