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.

much better

good. Take care of yourself and

tone sounded as though he was saying

a moment and asked, “When will

replied quietly,

felt he was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

tears and replied,

the phone, Mark

laughter was a rare occurrence

though they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship

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

and abruptly ended

she slammed the

covered her mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

wheeled into

as he held the

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push

lay there, his hand

a severe

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

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

her free was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

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

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 will be tough for her

spoke these words, he had no idea that

was

bear this burden alone while

go could

each other free, she would welcome

had no regrets about

urged Mark to undergo

drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

full custody

as the sole successor to the

bequeathed the house on Gamous

extensive, and even with a high fever

signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

the

completed the necessary

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain he was

you don’t

otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further

said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers

begrudgingly left with the

“Tell her not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help burst

arrived back at

herself

living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping her

and a

was slightly surprised by their

that they were there to deliver the

a deep breath,

your eyes red? Are

feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we

his thoughts but, in

wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering

well aware of Mark’s

him to disclose it

and they took

environment is

served them ice

the right state of mind. Mark

he couldn’t bring himself to 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

eyes, pondering

she softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened with

utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside

room, promptly retrieved the document and began

listened, she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on

What did he mean?

actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But

to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell after

grasp the meaning behind his

she took the document and carefully

her various assets. However, she made a

Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf

might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir to

and then affixed her

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up

the

signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her

could he keep holding

pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded

called the

and

no appetite, but her unborn child

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