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.

him closely over the next 48 hours.

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

putting me through this?” Cecilia's

her voice. He tried to focus,

It was Cecilia.

questioned, “Are you shedding tears

fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch her

changed. You used to be

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured,

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

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

something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

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

slowly turned to her, eyes filled

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

ward door creaked open

a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him

their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

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

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

children, Peter intuitively sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin

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the ward,

1975 Gently adjusting the blankets around Mark with a tenderness rivaling that of a spouse, Peter whispered, “Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You

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

she exited the room to gather

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

act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect the

Mark until he

in a call, likely with

you can continue your

role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing

point. As parents, their

made her

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up with

Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly” Koos

in a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh of relief, his usual playful

“Oh, you think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that

go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched

added, “I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she was clearly

he opted not to mention it, deciding

ward, where Mark was peacefully

to close her eyes

that Mark might vanish in the

her warm

on his

witnessing this intimate scene

get better.” Cecilia's

for a long time. An entire day had gone

anxiety grew, and she persistently 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

had enough.” While Cecilia felt

came to visit

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

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

issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take the

out he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in conversation, Rena attentively attended to

her expression filled with care and

Rena's actions, couldn't resist a teasing

your own father, Rena.” Rena shot Waylen a

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

me check on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge

eyes as she observed the scene, noting that

had other commitments for the afternoon, so he soon

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in

with both Edwin and

requested that the servant wait

initiative, Edwin opened the door and

the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose,

attentively for an extended moment before

gently, whispering to her not to make

resting, okay?” His

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

evening, Edwin had been battling a fever

he woke up, Mark was there,

brimmed in

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

remained silent, her eyes