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

good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat

though he was

moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

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

he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

you so eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you

tears and

the phone, Mark emitted a small

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for

though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the

their relationship had reached this

for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they

and abruptly

to the staircase, she

mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as he held the

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

and even

to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard

his hand

had a severe stomach

there was no guarantee of

He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the

best thing

Peter was sad.

bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you

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

she was carrying his

had chosen to bear this burden alone while

go could be

set each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end up

Mark had no regrets about

doctors urged Mark to

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

Cecilia full custody

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous

paperwork was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

to deliver the divorce

and completed the necessary

on the bed, his body covered in sweat due

“If you don’t go, I

warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than

please go and

left with the

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at

allowed herself and two nannies a

was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

a stranger

slightly surprised

realized that they were there to

deep breath, she opened the

eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr. Evans

sorry for me. If I sign it, we will be

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep

well aware of

him to

them inside, and they took their

around and said, “The environment

them ice

of mind. Mark

Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve

lowered her eyes,

softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened

Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true

he still instructed the

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly

she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark

What did he mean?

he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no

the complete

grasp the meaning behind

the document

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

on Gamous Road and

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

carefully examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end

remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes

was finally the end

the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know. It was

How could he

shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not

couldn’t hold back

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively

she called the

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

no appetite, but her unborn

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