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.

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 us immediately.” Cecilia acknowledged with a

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

me

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

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears

his being, slowly reached

You used to be so

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll always be that same young girl” Emotion welled up

think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and

would happen to Edwin and Olivia if something

was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and your brother

to her, eyes filled with

Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace to rest

door creaked open

cooling patch

It was Edwin.

his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

Edwin inside, but the boy

Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips

level, Peter comforted,

on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk

ward, Peter found Mark

of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need to recover quickly, for them.” Mustering the strength,

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

room to gather

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

flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect

Mark until he

engrossed in a call, likely

began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high

stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along

a point. As parents, their

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

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

in a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual

Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked,

He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

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 casual; she was

to mention it, deciding to

ward,

night, unwilling to close her

that Mark might vanish in

warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

his way

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was

been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed

under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time.

enough.” While Cecilia felt

came to visit

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

the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision

Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose

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

forehead, her expression filled with care and

actions, couldn't resist a

you're taking care of your own

to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on

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

as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a certain childlike

for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the

servant arrived with both Edwin

the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and

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

observed Mark attentively for an extended moment

whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour to comfort

evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and considerable

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

brimmed in Edwin's

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

eyes