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.

nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees,

and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing

me through

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

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears

of his being, slowly reached out to touch

changed. You used to be

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

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

think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your health

Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?”

her hand 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 has four children as well as Rena to look after.”

to her, eyes filled with

for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace

door

patch still on

It was Edwin.

to bring him to

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered

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

are you here

sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle

on the boy, reflecting on Edwin's privileged lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental

ward, Peter found

tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his

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 be Mark's pillar

she exited the room to gather her

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.” Mark's voice was a

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

Library Peter comforted Mark until he fell

Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call,

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

role to stay in Duefron,

a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was

made her

Peter's face Lit

the best choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to

really have a way with words.”

I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia

scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

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

mention it,

the VIP ward, where

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

that Mark might vanish in the blink of

Mark's hand on her warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

his

mind upon witnessing this

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

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

a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had

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

came to visit

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

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

could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take the risk

at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena

her expression filled with care

actions, couldn't resist

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

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

felt an intense urge

the scene, noting that

other commitments for the

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in

arrived with both Edwin and

requested that the servant

the door

bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

for an extended moment before affectionately

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not to make

okay?” His gaze

his thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when Mark

Edwin had been battling a

up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by his

brimmed in

carefully tucking her into Mark's

silent, her eyes