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.

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

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

me through this?” Cecilia's

voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you

permeating every fiber of his being, slowly

used to be so candid and

him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

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

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

something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

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

slowly turned to her, eyes filled

son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for

ward door creaked open

with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

to bring him to the hospital, fearing for

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

let Edwin inside, but the boy shook

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

encountered 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,

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 a

the ward, Peter found

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

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

exited the room to

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 might worry Cecilia more. She deeply cares about you.”

and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect

Peter comforted Mark until he

in a call, likely

on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when

film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

her

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia couldn't

a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh

compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming

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

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

opted not to mention it, deciding to

VIP ward,

hadn't slept all night, unwilling to close

might vanish in

her warm cheek and

on his

upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

for a long time. An entire day had gone

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

enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the

came to visit

Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this

make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and resort to administering

issue instructions over the phone, he chose

whispered, “Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care and

Rena's actions, couldn't resist

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

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

on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge

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

had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

with

the

initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

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

for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

his sister gently, whispering to

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by

brimmed in

uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's

silent, her eyes