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.

Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert us immediately.” Cecilia

the nurse set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat

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

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for

being, slowly reached out to

You used to

closer to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have

you'll always be

sensibly. I could have called my father and

Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears streamed

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?

turned to her,

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

door creaked open

with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked in

It was Edwin.

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

their relationship,

Edwin inside, but the boy shook

“You're still ill. Why are you here at

comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting

had faced, living humbly in a

to the ward,

“Edwin was here. Even in his ill state, he wanted to see you. You need to recover quickly, for

Edwin and Olivia are just kids! And 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 resilient, she wanted to be Mark's pillar

room to gather her

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.

flesh and blood; he would go to any lengths to protect the

Mark until he

Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with

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

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As parents, their foremost

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thoughtful pause, Peter's face

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have a way with

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

Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily

I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought

opted not to mention it,

ward, where Mark was peacefully

slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even

Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

gently placed Mark's hand on her warm

on his way to the

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene

better.” Cecilia's voice was

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

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

awaken when he's had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief at

came to visit

off guard this time.” Mark had

likely a supply of basic medications for the children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what to

Mark could issue instructions over the

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

her expression filled with care

Rena's actions, couldn't

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

to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently

me check on our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold Waylen but held

eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained

for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

with both Edwin

that the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and

Mark remained in a serene repose, his face displaying

Mark attentively for an extended moment before

to her not to make a

His

night when Mark had

Edwin had been

time he woke up, Mark was there,

brimmed in

up Olivia without uttering a word before carefully tucking her

silent, her eyes