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

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

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

tried to

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you shedding tears

fiber of his being,

changed. You used to be so candid

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

you'll always

sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this.

something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

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 looked on

slowly turned to her,

to be there for him.” Lost for

door

with a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for Mark's

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

the boy shook his head, bolting away, only to collide with

said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at the

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered,

boy, 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

ward, Peter found Mark

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

charmer, arent you? And I hate 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

exited the room

the dimly lit ward, Mark confided to Peter, “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 might worry Cecilia more.

it's no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any

Peter comforted Mark

Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her film

you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia shook

coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing

had a point. As parents, their foremost

her intentions

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up

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

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

“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 remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that department.” Her words

unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

added, “I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure,

mention it,

entered the VIP ward, where

all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a moment

Mark might vanish in the blink

gently placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared

was on his way

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene

better.” Cecilia's voice was

time. An entire day had gone

been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time. This

felt some relief at the doctor's explanation, she

visit Mark, accompanied by

Fr me Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous

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

instructions over the phone, he

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

her expression

Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

own father, Rena.” Rena

Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's

check on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge

the scene, noting that despite his age,

Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in the

servant arrived with both Edwin and

the

Edwin opened the door and ushered his sister

a serene repose, his face displaying

observed Mark attentively for an extended moment before affectionately

gently, whispering to

is resting, okay?” His gaze

one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour

that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and considerable

was there, a steadfast

brimmed in Edwin's

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

silent, her eyes fixed