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

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

tone sounded as though

asked, “When will we sign the

voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them

felt he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for

back tears and

of the

a

shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

flight soon I’ll have Peter send you

relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly

she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

as he held the

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

do this? There was still hope. Why did

hand placed gently on

a severe

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts,

the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are

old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few

he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away from

she was

to bear this burden

letting go could be

welcome a

Mark had no regrets

Mark to undergo an

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

Cecilia full

as the sole successor to the Evans

the house on Gamous Road

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

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost

the

completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

on the bed, his body covered in sweat

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t undergo

to convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything

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

begrudgingly left

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She

help burst into tears

back at her

herself

the living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door,

and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

surprised

realized that they were there to deliver the

breath,

but ask, “Why are your eyes red?

me. If I sign it,

his thoughts but, in the end,

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

he was well aware

permit him to disclose

inside, and they

looked around and said, “The environment

served them

in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

“Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk

her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked,

glistened with

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

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

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man

in the room, promptly

she clearly grasped was that Mark

What did he mean?

Peter said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the actions 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 longer

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret

fully grasp

took the document and carefully

assets.

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at

fixed on the papers, and her

finally the end of their

knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not

Mark was right. How could he keep

Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me

Cecilia couldn’t hold

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the

called the

and mashed

but her unborn child needed

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