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 next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert us immediately.” Cecilia acknowledged

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

do you keep putting me through

recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you shedding tears

of his being, slowly reached out to touch

used to be so

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

eyes, you'll always be that same young girl” Emotion welled up

think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother

happen to Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed

Mark finally voiced his thoughts, “Cecilia, 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 has four children as well as

her,

be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply

door creaked open

cooling patch still on

It was Edwin.

evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him to

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes

servant motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook

are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering,

sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is

on the 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

ward, Peter found Mark

a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You

young.” Resting his head against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter

room

the dimly 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 might worry Cecilia more. She deeply cares about you.”

blood; he would go to any

Mark until he fell

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

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

role to stay in

their foremost responsibility was

her

pause, Peter's

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

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

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 skilled in that department.” Her

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

now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't

mention

entered the VIP ward, where Mark was

night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a moment

thought that Mark might vanish in

Mark's hand on her warm

his way

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

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

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 catching up on

Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's

to visit Mark,

off guard this time.” Mark

anxiety, couldn't make a decision of

1977 Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to

be quite impulsive at times.” While

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care and

Rena's actions, couldn't resist

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

Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's

man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen

observed the scene, noting that despite his

the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere

with both Edwin

the servant

the door and

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

attentively for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

cradled his sister gently, whispering to

His gaze Lingered on

back to one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged

that evening, Edwin had been battling

Mark was there, a steadfast presence

in

uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt and removing her

eyes