A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1741-1750

Cecilia called the nanny.

The nanny, filled with anxiety, feared Cecilia’s disappointment.

Cecilia reassured her, “Don’t worry. You don’t have to follow Mr. Evans’ orders anymore. You can return to work now.”

Thirty minutes later, two household servants arrived to handle the chores.

Cecilia got Edwin ready for the morning.

He noticed that his breakfast tasted different and asked, “Dad was here last night, wasn’t he?”

“Yes,”

“He also made us breakfast.”

Cecilia gently patted Edwin’s head.

She couldn’t bring herself to eat Mark’s breakfast. Just a bite would stir up painful emotions.

Her love for Mark, spanning many years, wouldn’t wane easily.

Cecilia settled for some instant noodles.

Her work was scheduled for ten in the morning. She had enough time to drop Edwin at school before heading to the gym.

After a few mouthfuls, she felt sick.

A familiar and unsettling sensation hit her.

Cecilia’s face grew pale.

Concerned, a servant approached and asked, “Miss Fowler, are you alright?”

Edwin looked anxious.

Cecilia held her chest and forced a smile.

“Maybe these instant noodles have gone bad. I need to use the bathroom.”

She hurriedly left.

The servant checked the instant noodles’ production date, muttering, “Strange. They aren’t expired.”

In the master bedroom’s bathroom, Cecilia retched but couldn’t vomit anything. A heavy weight pressed on her chest.

She splashed cold water on her face but couldn’t find relief.

The events from the other day replayed in her mind. She had told Mark about wanting a daughter.

They had sex without protection.

Cecilia placed her hand on her belly and gazed at her reflection in the mirror.

Water dripped from her face.

Her eyes mirrored her confusion.

She might be pregnant.

Edwin’s footsteps neared.

The little boy embraced her from behind and whispered, “Mommy, did you drink too much last night? Do you have a headache?”

Tears welled up in Cecilia’s eyes.

Though her thoughts were a mess, she turned to hug Edwin gently.

“I’m fine, sweetheart. Just a little discomfort.”

“Mom, you should rest more,” Edwin advised, wrapping his arms around her.

Cecilia mustered a smile, enduring her stomach’s discomfort.

She placed Edwin’s bag on his shoulder and drove him to school.

Edwin happily trotted off to school.

Cecilia returned to her car, lost in thought.

She had drunk wine last night. Could it affect her potential pregnancy?

Should she even keep this baby?

The more she pondered, the more unease filled her. Finally, she decided to visit the hospital for a check-up.

She went there discreetly for she didn’t want to disturb anyone.

An hour later, her test report came back positive.

She had been pregnant for almost five weeks, and the doctor assured her the fetus was healthy.

However, Cecilia couldn’t find happiness in this news.

She left the examination room slowly. The corridor was filled with couples, joy painted on their faces as they awaited their prenatal check-ups.

She felt like the only person who didn’t know where to go.

Despite her fragility, she couldn’t bring herself to call Mark, as she was determined to end their relationship.

If he knew she was pregnant, he wouldn’t let her go.

Cecilia bit her lips slightly and was about to leave the hospital.

As she reached the elevator, her phone rang.

It was a call from Mark.

She hesitated, then answered.

“What do you want?”

On the other end, Mark remained silent for a long time. Just when she thought of hanging up, he said softly, “I heard from the servant that you weren’t feeling well. Did you go to the hospital?”

Cecilia wanted to cry.

She lowered her head and gently covered her belly.

feeling much better

gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat

tone sounded as though

moment and asked, “When will we sign the

his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m

stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

expedition

the time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking for a younger

back tears

end of the phone, Mark

was a rare occurrence

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

their relationship had

but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their

abruptly ended the

the staircase, she slammed the door

covered her mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

pale as

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

consoled Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to take back what

hand

had a severe

was no guarantee of the problem not

Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was

the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you

wait. Peter, Cecilia was only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it

idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

was carrying

had chosen to bear this burden

letting go

welcome

Mark had no regrets

doctors urged Mark

lawyer and drafted a

gave Cecilia full custody of

even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon in

house on Gamous Road to

high fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed his

he clutched his abdomen,

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers to

signed the papers and completed the

body covered in sweat due to the pain he

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t

Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers to

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry. She always

Lina couldn’t help burst

arrived back at her

respite, she allowed herself and two

the living room, she was lost in thought, her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger

slightly surprised by

realized that they were there

deep breath, she opened

your eyes red? Are you

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we

but, in the end,

He believed that

was well aware of Mark’s

permit him to disclose it to

them inside, and they

“The environment is good. Did Edwin go to

them

in the right state of mind. Mark

give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships

lowered her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened

utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was

ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of

he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading

in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly

What did he mean?

toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be a couple, you shouldn’t

continue, nor could he reveal the complete

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

took the document

assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to claim

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the

the agreement and then affixed her signature at the

the papers, and her eyes welled up

was finally the end of

knew her well enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of

right. How could he keep

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please

hold

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze,

called the

and mashed potatoes for

but her unborn child needed

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