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.

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

nurse set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took

me through

her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling

It was Cecilia.

voice, he questioned, “Are you

of his being,

changed. You used to be so

to him, Cecilia

eyes, you'll always be that same

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

Olivia if something befell you?”

else would have? Your

to her, eyes

there for him.” Lost for

door creaked

boy with a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him

their relationship, Edwin's

servant motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy

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

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's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat

to the ward, Peter found

adjusting the blankets around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his

am still young!” Chuckling, Peter agreed, “Yes, you're still young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See,

the room

burdened with guilt. I'd give everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized

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

comforted Mark until he fell

engrossed in a

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

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

had a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was

made her intentions

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up with

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

“You really have a way with words.” Peter

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

He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

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 was far from casual;

to mention it, deciding

the VIP ward,

night, unwilling to close her eyes

in

her warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

on his way to

witnessing

better.” Cecilia's

An entire day had gone

doctor, in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't

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

to visit

caught me off guard this time.” Mark

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

could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to

at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena

forehead, her expression

couldn't resist a teasing

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

Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition by

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 age,

commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in the

with both Edwin and

the

initiative, Edwin opened the door

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

attentively for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

whispering to her not

resting, okay?” His gaze

back to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever

he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by

brimmed in Edwin's

a word before carefully tucking her into

silent, her eyes fixed on