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.

IV for Mark. Spotting Cecilia, she advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds

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

keep putting me

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

It was Cecilia.

“Are you shedding tears for me?” “No,”

weariness permeating every fiber of his being,

to be so

to him, Cecilia murmured, “Times have changed,

not the young 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 to do this.

if something befell you?” Tears streamed down

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 has four children as well as Rena to look

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, allowing him the peace to rest

door

young boy with a cooling patch still on his forehead peeked

It was Edwin.

had persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital,

acknowledgment of their relationship, Edwin's

let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his

Why are you here at

Peter comforted, “Your great uncle is okay.” “He's my dad,” Edwin whispered, before darting away, the servant trailing

on the boy, 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 luxury.

ward, Peter found Mark

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

the charmer, arent you? And I hate you! 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 at

she exited the room to

dimly lit ward, Mark confided 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 Cecilia

blood; he would go to any

Peter comforted Mark

ward, Peter found Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely

to reassure her, Peter began, “When Mr. Evans is on the mend, you can continue your work. He'll be in high spirits when you return.” Cecilia shook her head

in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along with Edwin and Olivia's

parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

her

Peter's face Lit up

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

with words.” Peter breathed a

of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit

He awkwardly scratched

retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual;

to mention

ward, where

to close her eyes even

Mark might vanish in the blink

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

was on his

upon witnessing this

please get better.” Cecilia's voice was almost

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

anxiety grew, and she persistently sought answers. The doctor, in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and

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

came to visit Mark,

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

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 that moment. However, she'd ultimately calm down and resort to administering the medicine

instructions over the phone, he chose

he can be quite impulsive at times.” While Waylen and Cecilia engaged in

wiped Mark's forehead, her expression filled with

Rena's actions, couldn't resist

own father, Rena.”

one hand still on Rena's shoulder, gently assessed Mark's condition

man.” Rena felt an intense urge to

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

had other commitments for the afternoon,

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the atmosphere in the

with both Edwin and

requested that the

opened the door and ushered his

a serene

for an extended

to her

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

to one particular rainy night

evening, Edwin had been battling a

up, Mark was

in Edwin's

without uttering a word before carefully tucking

her eyes fixed on her