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.

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

for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside

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

to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes

It was Cecilia.

voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for

fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch her

to

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

“But in my eyes, you'll always be

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

Olivia if something befell you?”

I'm 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, and your brother

to her, eyes filled

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

door creaked

young boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

to bring him to the hospital,

relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting

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

hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted,

hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea

to the ward, Peter found Mark

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 the

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 Mark's

exited the room to gather her

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

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

Mark until

the ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely

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

a coveted film role to stay in

had a point. As parents, their

made her intentions

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up with

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

with words.”

an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia

Peter. He awkwardly scratched

Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought

he opted not to mention it,

ward,

hadn't slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a

that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

Mark's hand on her warm cheek and

his way to

witnessing this intimate

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

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

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

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

visit Mark,

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

children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down

the phone, he chose to take the

at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression

actions, couldn't resist

of your own father, Rena.”

to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition

old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to

scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen

the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere in

servant arrived with both Edwin

requested that the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the

remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a pallid

attentively for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not

okay?” His gaze

one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged

evening, Edwin had been

time he woke up, Mark was there,

in

carefully tucking her

silent, her eyes fixed on