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, alert us immediately.”

and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him,

me through

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

It was Cecilia.

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

his being, slowly reached out to touch

to be so candid and

to him, Cecilia murmured,

in my eyes, you'll

my father and brother

Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down

was torrential last 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

slowly turned to her, eyes filled

be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand,

door creaked

a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for

relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

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

are you here at the hospital?” Lips

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

faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple

the ward, Peter found Mark

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

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.

exited the room to gather her

responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr might worry Cecilia more. She deeply cares

Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would

Mark

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

her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia shook

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

point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up

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

way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh

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

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head,

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

opted not to mention it, deciding

entered the VIP ward, where Mark was

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

in the blink of an eye

Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared

on his

upon witnessing this intimate scene

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

entire day had gone

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

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

to visit

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

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

could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to

whispered, “Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist

like you're taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena

a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition by touching his

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

as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age,

the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the

arrived with

that the

Edwin opened the door

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

attentively for an

gently, whispering to her not to make a

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

to one particular rainy night when Mark

On that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and

time he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in

word before carefully tucking her

remained silent, her eyes