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, alert

nurse set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing

do you keep putting me through this?”

to recognize her voice. He tried to focus, his eyes

It was Cecilia.

you shedding tears for me?” “No,”

being, slowly reached

used to

closer to him, Cecilia murmured,

in my eyes, you'll always be that same

could have called my father and brother and you didn’t have to

Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed down

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

to her,

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

door

boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

sitter to

relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

the boy shook his head, bolting away, only to collide with

you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin remained

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

lineage and the hardships he had faced, living humbly in a small rental space for

ward,

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

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

the room 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

no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect

Library Peter comforted Mark until he fell

engrossed in a call, likely

the mend, you can continue your work. He'll

film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being,

parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

her

Peter's face Lit up

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

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

think 'm good? Well, compared to Mr. Evans, I'm just an amateur in the art of

scratched his

now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was

to mention it, deciding

entered the VIP ward, where

all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

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

on his way

witnessing this intimate scene

Cecilia's voice was almost a

been in deep slumber for a long time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no signs of waking

under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had a proper rest

Cecilia felt

came to visit

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

make a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and

issue instructions over the phone, he chose to

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

her expression filled with care and

Rena's actions, couldn't resist

of your own father, Rena.” Rena shot

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

felt

eyes as she observed the scene, noting that

the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the

arrived with

the servant wait

initiative, Edwin opened the door and ushered

on the bed, Mark remained in a serene repose, his face

Mark attentively for an

gently, whispering to her not to make a

resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered

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

had been battling a

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

in Edwin's

before carefully tucking

silent, her eyes