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.

Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next

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

keep putting me

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

It was Cecilia.

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

of his being, slowly reached

to be so candid and

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

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

father and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your health isn’t

something befell you?” Tears streamed down

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

to her,

Lost for words, Cecilia

ward door creaked open

a cooling patch still on his forehead

It was Edwin.

his sitter to

of their relationship, Edwin's

let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his

Why are you here at the hospital?”

encountered many children, Peter intuitively sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your

hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a simple treat like milk tea was a

ward, Peter

tenderness rivaling that 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

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

she exited the room

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 about

blood; he would go to any lengths to protect

comforted Mark until

Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her

you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.”

sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being,

parents, their foremost responsibility was

made her

Peter's face

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

in a soft tone, “You 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,

go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched

retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she was

not to mention it, deciding to

VIP ward,

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

thought that Mark might vanish in the

placed Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared at

was on his way to

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate

get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

slumber for a long time. An entire day

anxiety grew, and she persistently sought answers. The doctor, in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and

felt

visit Mark, accompanied by

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

servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to

the phone, he

whispered, “Turns out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and

wiped Mark's forehead, her

couldn't resist a teasing

care of your own father, Rena.” Rena

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

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

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

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere

with both

the servant

opened the

remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a pallid

for an

to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze

rainy night when Mark had emerged from the downpour

Edwin had been battling a fever

Mark was

in Edwin's

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

her eyes fixed on