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.

she advised, “Monitor him closely over

Cecilia took a

keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's voice

seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you

his being, slowly reached

changed. You used to

him,

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

need to think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you

if something befell you?” Tears

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

slowly turned to her, eyes filled with

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

ward door creaked open

a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting

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

boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle

gaze lingered 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 treat like milk tea was

to the ward, Peter found

a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted

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

the room to gather her

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

flesh and blood; he would

Peter comforted Mark

ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with

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

in Duefron, prioritizing

parents, their

made her

Peter's face Lit up with

the best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia couldn't help

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

Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of

unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

added, “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

not to mention it,

entered the VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

to close

that Mark might vanish in the

her warm cheek and stared at

was on his

changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

had been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day

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 catching up on

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

visit Mark, accompanied

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

The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and

issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take

he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

actions, couldn't resist a teasing

of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

never have a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition by touching his

our old man.” Rena felt an

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

for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere

servant arrived with

the servant

Edwin opened the door and

a serene repose, his face

attentively for an

whispering to her not to make a

is resting, okay?” His

particular rainy night

On that evening, Edwin had been

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by

in Edwin's

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

her eyes fixed on her