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.

prescribing the necessary 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 us

exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out the

keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's voice

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

It was Cecilia.

you shedding tears

every fiber of his being, slowly reached out

You used to be

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

my eyes, you'll

my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this.

happen to Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed

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 on in

turned to her, eyes

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

ward door creaked

cooling patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to bring him to

acknowledgment of their relationship,

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

ill. Why are you here at

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

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

ward, Peter found

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

arent you? And I hate you! Edwin and Olivia are just 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 a way with words." Though Cecilia realized they were jesting to lighten her mood, it only deepened her melancholy. Strong

she exited the room to gather

with guilt. I'd give everything for Edwin.” Peter responded softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for you, playing the martyr

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

comforted Mark until he

Cecilia engrossed in a

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

had sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in

had a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility

made her

pause, Peter's

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

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

just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.”

awkwardly scratched

him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the

to mention it, deciding

entered the VIP ward, where Mark

close her eyes even for a moment

vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared

on his

upon witnessing this

please get better.” Cecilia's

time. An entire day had gone by, yet he

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 some time. This prolonged sleep is his way of

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

visit Mark, accompanied by

really caught me off guard this time.” Mark had always been a meticulous and

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

instructions over the phone, he chose to take

whispered, “Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care and

actions, couldn't resist a teasing

of your own father, Rena.”

word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's

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

in Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that

other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in the

servant arrived with both Edwin

that the servant

Edwin opened the door

Mark remained in a serene repose,

Mark attentively for an extended

gently, whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

night when Mark had emerged from the downpour

had been battling

time he woke up, Mark was there, a

brimmed in Edwin's

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

her eyes