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.

Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39

and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly

do you keep putting me through this?”

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

It was Cecilia.

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

of his being, slowly reached out to touch

used to

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll always

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

to Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?”

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 after.” Cecilia looked

to her, eyes filled

my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace

door creaked

young boy with a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

his sitter to bring him to the

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

servant motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his head,

are you here at the

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

the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple

ward, Peter

1975 Gently adjusting the blankets around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in

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

room

softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing

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

comforted Mark until he

engrossed in a call, likely with her

Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll

a coveted film role to stay in

As parents, their foremost

her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up

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

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

'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia

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

Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter

mention it, deciding

VIP ward, where Mark

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

that Mark might vanish in the blink

placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared

was on his way

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

Cecilia's

deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by,

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

While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation,

came to visit Mark, accompanied

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

with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However,

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

be quite impulsive at times.” While

forehead, her expression filled with

actions, couldn't

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

one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently

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

observed the scene, noting that despite his

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

gone, the atmosphere

arrived with both Edwin and

that the

opened the door and ushered

on the bed, Mark remained in a

for an extended moment before

sister gently, whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

night when Mark had emerged from

evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and considerable

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

in

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

silent, her eyes