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.

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.”

and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing

you keep putting me through this?” Cecilia's

tried to focus, his eyes settling

It was Cecilia.

a raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding

weariness permeating every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to

You used to be so candid and

to him,

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

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

if something befell you?”

stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing

slowly turned to her, eyes filled

for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand,

door creaked open

a cooling patch still on his forehead

It was Edwin.

his sitter to

Mark's acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with mixed

inside, but the boy shook

are you here

sensed Edwin's hesitance. Kneeling down to the boy's level, Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting away, the servant

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 tea was a

the ward,

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

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

she exited the room

softly, “Edwin just recognized you as his father. As for

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

Library Peter comforted Mark until

found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her

the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you

sacrificed a coveted film role to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along

As parents, their foremost responsibility was to

made her

thoughtful pause, Peter's face

to recover swiftly” Koos Upon

responded in a soft tone, “You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a

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

didn’t go unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

Cecilia added, “I'm just teasing. I'm going to go see him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss

not to mention it, deciding to tread

VIP ward, where Mark was

hadn't slept all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for

thought that Mark might vanish in the blink of an eye

her warm cheek and stared at him, her gaze

on his way to

his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

Cecilia's voice was almost a

for a long time. An entire day

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 his way of catching

enough.” While Cecilia felt some

to visit Mark,

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

children. The servant, overwhelmed with anxiety, couldn't make a decision of what

1977 Although Mark could issue instructions over the phone, he chose to take the

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

wiped Mark's forehead, her

Rena's actions, couldn't

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

have a kind word to say.” Waylen, with one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition by touching

old man.” Rena felt an intense urge to scold

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

Library Waylen had other commitments for the afternoon, so he

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

adults gone, the atmosphere in the

arrived with both Edwin

that the

opened the door and

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

Mark attentively for an extended moment

gently, whispering to

His gaze

thoughts drifted back to one particular rainy night when Mark had

had been battling a fever and considerable

up, Mark was there,

brimmed in

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

her eyes fixed