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 degrees,

Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly

you keep putting me

tried to focus, his eyes settling on a hazy

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you

being, slowly reached out to touch her

You used to

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

my eyes, you'll always

called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do

if something befell you?” Tears streamed down

else would have?

turned to her, eyes filled with

my son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the

door creaked

boy with a cooling patch

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring

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

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

are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin remained

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle

gaze lingered on the 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 like milk tea was a luxury.

ward,

of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state,

head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure has a way with words." Though Cecilia realized they

exited the room to gather her

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

no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood;

Library Peter comforted Mark

ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a

you can continue your work. He'll be in high

a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing

parents, their foremost responsibility was

her intentions

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

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

tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed

He quipped, “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 carried a tinge of

go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head,

now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that

mention it, deciding to

the VIP ward,

slept all night, unwilling to close

might vanish in the blink

placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared

his way to

upon witnessing

get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no

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

had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at

visit Mark, accompanied

Koos “He really caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous and cautious

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

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

at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged

her

couldn't

own father,

hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition by touching

me check on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but held

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

the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in

servant arrived with both

that the servant wait

the door and ushered

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

an extended moment before

sister gently, whispering to her not

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour to comfort

that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever

up, Mark was there, a steadfast

brimmed in

up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing

eyes fixed