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.

Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his

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

you keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's voice

her voice. He tried

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding

weariness permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch

changed. You used to be

to him,

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

father and brother and you didn’t have to do

Edwin and Olivia if something befell

stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s

to her, eyes

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

door creaked

young boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

to bring him to

of their relationship, Edwin's

Edwin inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting away, only to collide

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

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

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

to the ward, Peter found

Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill

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

she exited the room to gather

Mark confided 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 about you.”

blood;

Library Peter comforted Mark until he

Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her film

the mend, you can continue your

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

point. As parents, their foremost

her intentions

Peter's face Lit

With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly”

way with words.” Peter

an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's

awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at

his surprise, Cecilia added, “I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the

mention

entered the VIP ward, where Mark

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a

that Mark might vanish in the blink of an

her warm cheek and stared at him,

on his way to the

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

Cecilia's voice was almost

entire day had gone by, yet he showed

stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest in quite some time. This prolonged sleep

when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the

came to visit

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

likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to do at that moment.

could issue instructions over the

at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in

forehead, her expression filled

couldn't

you're taking care of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

to say.” Waylen, with one hand

man.” Rena felt an intense

observed the scene, noting that despite his

had other commitments for the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the

servant arrived with both

requested that the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the door

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his

for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

whispering to

okay?” His

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

that evening, Edwin had been battling

he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

in

before carefully tucking her into Mark's

remained silent, her eyes