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

monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia

keep putting me

tried to focus, his

It was Cecilia.

you shedding

every fiber of his being, slowly

to be

Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times

eyes, you'll

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

if something befell you?” Tears streamed down her

who else would have? Your father’s

her, eyes

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

door creaked open

patch still on

It was Edwin.

evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

their relationship,

motioned to let Edwin inside, but the boy shook

still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin

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

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

to the ward, Peter found

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.

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.

room

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.” Mark's voice was a whisper.

Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect

Peter comforted Mark until he

ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her

Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.”

sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in

parents, their

her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

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

a way with words.”

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 department.” Her words carried a tinge

didn’t go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his

Observing Cecilia's retreating

opted not to mention

VIP ward, where Mark was peacefully

night, unwilling to close

Mark might vanish in the blink

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

was on his way to the

changed his mind upon witnessing this

get better.” Cecilia's

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

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

felt some

visit Mark, accompanied by

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

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

Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take

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

her expression filled with care and

Rena's actions, couldn't resist a

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

hand

Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but held

Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained a

for the afternoon, so he soon

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere

arrived with both Edwin and

requested that the

the door and

remained in a serene repose, his face displaying a

attentively for an extended moment before affectionately addressing

cradled his sister gently, whispering to her not

okay?” His gaze

to one particular rainy night

1978 On that evening, Edwin had been

Mark was there, a steadfast presence by his

brimmed in

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

silent, her eyes fixed on