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 us immediately.” Cecilia acknowledged with a

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

putting me through this?” Cecilia's

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

It was Cecilia.

he questioned, “Are you shedding tears

every fiber of his being, slowly reached out to touch

used to be so candid

closer to him,

“But in my eyes, you'll always

my father and brother and

something befell you?”

“Cecilia, I'm Edwin's dad. The rain was torrential last night. If I hadn't stepped in, who else would have? Your

slowly turned to her,

there for him.” Lost for words, Cecilia simply held Mark's hand, allowing him the peace to rest his

ward door

boy with a cooling patch still on his

It was Edwin.

evident, Edwin had persuaded his sitter to

relationship, Edwin's eyes shimmered with

inside, but the boy shook

taken aback, said, “You're still ill. Why are you

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

humbly in a small rental space for years, where even a

the ward, Peter found

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

against Cecilia, Mark teased, “See, Cecilia? Peter sure has

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.

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

Mark

Cecilia engrossed in a call, likely with

you can continue your

to stay in Duefron, prioritizing Mark's well-being, along

point. As parents, their foremost responsibility was to their

her intentions

a thoughtful pause, Peter's face Lit

choice. With you by Mr. Evans'ide, he's sure to recover

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

the art of charming ladies.” Cecilia bit her lip and remarked, “Yes, he's quite skilled in that department.” Her words carried a tinge

awkwardly scratched his head,

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

to mention

entered the VIP ward, where

all night, unwilling to close her eyes even for a

might vanish in the blink of an eye haunted

on her warm cheek and stared at

his way

he changed his mind upon witnessing this intimate scene and

get better.” Cecilia's

entire

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

had enough.” While Cecilia felt some relief

came to visit Mark, accompanied by

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

a decision of what to do at that

issue instructions over the phone, he chose

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

her expression filled with care and

couldn't resist a

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

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

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

Cecilia's eyes as she observed the scene, noting that despite his

commitments for the afternoon, so

Cecilia escorted them downstairs.

three adults gone, the atmosphere in

with both

the servant

the door and

a

for an extended

gently, whispering to her not to

okay?” His gaze

one particular rainy night when Mark had emerged

Edwin had

time he woke up, Mark was there, a steadfast presence by

brimmed in

carefully

remained silent, her eyes fixed on her