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.

started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the

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

you keep putting me through this?”

her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

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

his being, slowly reached out to touch

changed. You used to be

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured,

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

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

Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her face

dad. The rain was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in

turned to her, eyes filled with

there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace to rest

door creaked open

with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

to bring

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

inside, but the boy shook his head,

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

to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's

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

ward, Peter found

Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need to recover quickly, for them.” Mustering the strength, Mark

the 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 her melancholy. Strong and resilient, she wanted to be

the room to gather her

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. She deeply cares about you.” Mark's voice was a whisper.

was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to

Peter comforted Mark until

in

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

in Duefron,

As parents, their

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up with

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

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

amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her

awkwardly scratched his head,

to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far

to mention it, deciding to

entered the VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

to close her

might vanish in the blink

gently placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and

was on his way

his mind upon witnessing

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

for a long time. An entire day had gone by,

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

felt some relief at the doctor's explanation, she

to visit Mark, accompanied by

CH Fr me Bee Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off guard this

apartment, there was likely a supply of basic 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

the phone, he chose to take

out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia

forehead, her expression filled with

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

of your own father, Rena.” Rena

kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently

Rena felt an

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

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

with both

that the servant

the

Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

Mark attentively for an

to her

okay?” His

rainy night

Edwin had

he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

in

without uttering a word before carefully

eyes fixed