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.

him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever

a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out

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

He tried to focus, his eyes settling

It was Cecilia.

you shedding tears

his being, slowly reached out to touch her

to be so

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

not the young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll

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

and Olivia if something befell you?”

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

slowly turned to her, eyes

for him.” Lost for

ward door creaked

cooling patch

It was Edwin.

worry evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing

acknowledgment of their relationship,

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

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

level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle

humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk

ward, Peter

Even in his

quite 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

responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his

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

Peter comforted Mark until he

in a

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

sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in

point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her intentions

Peter's face Lit up with

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

have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful demeanor

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

awkwardly scratched his

“I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from

mention it,

ward, where

unwilling to close her eyes even

Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye

Mark's hand on her warm cheek

on his

changed his mind upon witnessing

please get better.” Cecilia's voice

in deep slumber for a long time. An entire

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 way of

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

came to visit Mark, accompanied by

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

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

Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose

quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her

observing Rena's actions, couldn't resist a teasing

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

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

check on our old man.” Rena felt

observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained

other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere in

with both Edwin

requested that the

opened the door and

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

an extended moment

gently, whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze

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

On that evening, Edwin had been battling

was there, a steadfast presence by his

brimmed in

Olivia without uttering a word before carefully

silent, her eyes fixed on