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.

medication, a nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If

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

do you keep putting me through

though feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes settling on a

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding tears for me?” “No,”

permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out

to be so

to him,

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

have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your health isn’t

Olivia if something befell you?” Tears

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,

to her,

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

door creaked

patch

It was Edwin.

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

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes

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

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

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,”

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

ward, Peter found

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 them.” Mustering

still young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure has a way

exited the room to

Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as

act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he

Library Peter comforted Mark

found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with

“When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits

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

a point. As parents, their foremost

made her intentions

Peter's

Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon

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

I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked,

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

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

opted not to mention it, deciding

VIP ward, where Mark was

to close

vanish in the blink of

warm

on his way to

changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene

get better.” Cecilia's voice was

entire day had gone

anxiety grew, and she persistently sought answers. The 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 his

While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's

came to visit Mark, accompanied by

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

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

over the

he can be quite impulsive at times.” While

her expression filled with care

Rena's actions, couldn't resist a teasing

taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen

one hand still on Rena's

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

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

the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

arrived with both Edwin and

the servant

the door and ushered his sister

in a serene repose, his

Mark attentively for an extended moment

sister gently, whispering to her not to make

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

to one particular rainy night when

had been battling a fever

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by

brimmed in Edwin's

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

silent, her eyes