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.

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

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

putting me through this?” Cecilia's voice

though feverish, seemed to recognize her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

you shedding tears for me?” “No,” she

his being, slowly reached out

You used to be so candid and

him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

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

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

Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?”

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

her,

is my son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia

ward door creaked open

patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for Mark's

relationship, Edwin's

but the boy shook his

taken aback, said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at

Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting away, the servant trailing

faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like

the ward, Peter found Mark

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

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 and resilient, she wanted to

she exited the room to gather

“Edwin just recognized you as his father.

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

Peter comforted Mark until he

ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call,

Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia

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

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility

her

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up

Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos Upon hearing Peter's remark, Cecilia couldn't help

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

Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in

He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she

mention it,

the VIP ward, where

night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a

vanish in the blink of an eye

warm cheek and

his way to

his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

better.” Cecilia's voice was

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

and she persistently sought answers. 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

While Cecilia felt some relief

visit Mark, accompanied

Bh Ti Koos “He really caught me off

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

the

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

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

observing Rena's actions, couldn't

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

to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's

felt an intense urge

she observed the scene, noting that despite

commitments for the afternoon, so he soon

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere

with both

the servant

Edwin opened the door and ushered his

the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his

for an extended moment before

whispering to her not to

okay?” His

night when Mark had emerged from the downpour

On that evening, Edwin had been battling a fever and considerable

woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

in Edwin's

without uttering a word before carefully

remained silent, her eyes fixed on her