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.

a nurse started an IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees,

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

me through this?” Cecilia's

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

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding

of his being, slowly reached

used to

1974 Nestling closer to him, Cecilia murmured,

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

to think sensibly. I could have called my father and

Edwin and Olivia if something befell you?” Tears

torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your father’s advancing in age, and your brother has

slowly turned to her, eyes

is my son. It’s my duty to be there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand,

ward door creaked

boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

sitter to bring him to the

of their relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting

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

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

faced, living humbly in a small rental space for years,

the ward, Peter found

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

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

the room to gather her

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 Cecilia more. She deeply cares about you.” Mark's voice was

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

comforted Mark until he

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

to reassure her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work.

in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being,

their foremost responsibility was to

made her intentions

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up with

Evans'ide, he's sure to recover swiftly”

“You really have a way with

the art of

awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at a loss for

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;

to mention

entered the VIP ward,

unwilling to close

thought that Mark might vanish in

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

on his way

mind upon witnessing

please get better.” Cecilia's

time. An entire day had gone by, yet he showed no signs

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

Cecilia felt some relief at the

visit Mark,

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

a decision of what to do at that moment. However, she'd

issue instructions over the phone,

can be quite impulsive at times.” While

Mark's forehead, her expression filled with care and

actions, couldn't resist

own father, Rena.” Rena

one hand still on

Rena felt an

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

commitments for the afternoon, so he soon

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in the

with both

the servant

the initiative, Edwin opened the door and

remained in a serene repose, his

attentively for an extended

to her not

okay?” His gaze Lingered

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

had been battling a fever

up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence

brimmed in Edwin's

word before carefully tucking her

silent, her eyes fixed on her