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.

medication, a nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert

Mark and exited, Cecilia

keep putting me

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

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for

being, slowly reached out to

You used to be so

to him, Cecilia murmured,

“But in my eyes, you'll always be

have called my father and brother and

Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears

hand firmly, 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 Rena to look

slowly turned to her, eyes

my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply

ward door creaked open

cooling patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

to bring him to the hospital, fearing for

their relationship,

but the boy shook his head, bolting

ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips

level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting away,

the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental

to 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 wanted to see you. You need

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

the room to

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

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

Mark until he

in a call, likely with her

continue

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

parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her intentions

Peter's face Lit up

he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's

“You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of

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 skilled in that department.” Her words carried a tinge

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

“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

opted not to mention

entered the VIP ward, where

all night, unwilling to close

might vanish in the blink of

warm cheek and

on his way to the

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene

get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

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

grew, and she persistently sought answers. The doctor, in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and

felt some relief at the doctor's

visit Mark,

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

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 the risk

be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care and

observing Rena's actions, couldn't

care of your own father, Rena.”

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

me check on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen

observed the scene,

commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the

with

that the servant wait

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered

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

an extended moment

his sister gently, whispering to her not

resting, okay?” His

night when Mark had

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been battling

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in

without uttering a word before carefully tucking her into Mark's quilt

eyes fixed