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.

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

Cecilia took a seat beside him,

do you keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's

feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

he questioned, “Are you shedding tears

being, slowly reached

changed. You used to be so candid and

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll

my father and brother

Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

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

to her, eyes filled with

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

door creaked open

cooling patch

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes

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

ill. Why are you here

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

on the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental

ward, Peter

adjusting the 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. You need to recover quickly, for

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

the room to gather her

guilt. I'd give everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you,

and blood; he would go to any lengths

Library Peter comforted Mark until

Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with

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

stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's

As parents, their

her

pause, Peter's face Lit up with

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

a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful demeanor

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

go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head,

retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far

mention it, deciding

VIP ward,

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

vanish in the blink

warm cheek and stared at

was on his

mind upon witnessing

Cecilia's voice was

entire day had gone by, yet he

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

he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some

came to visit Mark, accompanied

Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this

was likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and resort to administering the medicine herself.

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

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

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled

Rena's actions, couldn't resist

own father, Rena.”

kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on

man.” Rena felt an intense urge to

she observed the scene,

commitments for the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the

with both Edwin and

requested that the servant

Edwin opened the door and

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

attentively for an extended moment before affectionately

gently, whispering to

His gaze Lingered on

thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when Mark had

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

Mark was there, a steadfast presence by his

brimmed in Edwin's

uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing

eyes fixed on her