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.

advised, “Monitor him closely over the next 48 hours. If his fever exceeds 39 degrees, alert

set up a heart monitor for Mark and exited, Cecilia took a seat beside him, tenderly smoothing out the lines on

putting me through

to recognize her voice. He tried to

It was Cecilia.

raspy voice, he questioned, “Are you shedding tears for me?”

of his being, slowly

used to be so candid and

closer to him, Cecilia murmured,

young girl you remember.” “But in my eyes, you'll

and brother and you didn’t have to do this. Your health

if something

else would have? Your father’s advancing

her, eyes

him.” Lost for

ward door creaked

patch still

It was Edwin.

persuaded his sitter to bring him to the hospital, fearing for

of their relationship, Edwin's

let Edwin inside, but the boy shook his head, bolting away, only

aback, said, “You're still ill. Why are you here at the hospital?” Lips quivering, Edwin remained

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

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

to the ward,

Even in his ill state, he wanted to

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

exited the room

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 a whisper.

no act.” Edwin was Mark's flesh and blood;

Library Peter comforted Mark until

Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with her film

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

to stay in Duefron,

a point. As parents, their foremost

her intentions

thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit up with

to

“You really have a way with words.” Peter breathed a sigh

just an amateur in the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite

unnoticed by Peter. He awkwardly scratched his head, momentarily at

him now.” Observing Cecilia's retreating figure, Peter couldn't dismiss the thought that her remark was far from casual; she was clearly feeling

he opted not to mention it, deciding

the VIP ward, where Mark

to close her eyes even

vanish in the blink of an

warm cheek and stared at him,

his way to

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and quietly

Cecilia's voice was

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

in a patient tone, explained, “He's been under an immense amount of stress, and it seems he hasn't had

Cecilia felt some relief at the doctor's explanation, she

came to visit

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

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

instructions over the phone,

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

tenderly wiped Mark's forehead, her expression

Rena's actions, couldn't

your own

hand

our old man.” Rena felt an intense urge

the scene, noting that despite his age, Waylen retained

commitments for the afternoon, so he soon left with

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

the three adults gone, the atmosphere in the room

servant arrived with both Edwin

the servant

opened the door and ushered his sister

bed, Mark remained in a serene

Mark attentively for an extended moment before affectionately

whispering to her not to make a

is resting, okay?” His gaze Lingered on

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

had

up, Mark was there,

brimmed in Edwin's

carefully tucking her

remained silent, her eyes fixed on her