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.

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 immediately.” Cecilia acknowledged with

monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out

me through

voice. He tried to focus, his eyes

It was Cecilia.

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

fiber of his being, slowly reached

You used to be so candid and

him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

you'll always

think sensibly. I could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have

Olivia if something befell

hadn't stepped in, who else would have?

slowly turned to her, eyes filled

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

ward door creaked

a cooling patch still

It was Edwin.

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

relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

servant motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook

“You're still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips

boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin

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

the ward, Peter found

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

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 and

room

dimly lit ward, 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

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

comforted Mark until he fell

Cecilia engrossed in

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

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

had a point. As parents, their foremost responsibility

made her

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face

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

with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief,

in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter

to mention

entered the VIP ward,

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

might vanish in the blink of

her warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

his

mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

better.” Cecilia's voice was almost a

had been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet

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

he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation,

to visit

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

Cecilia's apartment, there was 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. However, she'd ultimately calm down and resort to administering the

could issue instructions over the phone, he chose

quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care

actions, couldn't

own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed

felt an intense urge to

observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a certain

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the

servant arrived with both Edwin

requested that the

opened the door

on the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose,

observed Mark attentively for an extended

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not to make a

is resting, okay?” His

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

On that evening, Edwin had

time he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by his

brimmed in

before carefully tucking

eyes fixed