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

good. Take care of

tone sounded as though

and asked, “When will we sign

quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them

and asked,

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

tears

of the phone, Mark

laughter was a

they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

then said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce

last, their relationship had

Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it

and abruptly ended

staircase, she slammed

slumping

A wall separated them.

into the

pale as he held

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even

hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s

lay there, his hand placed gently on his

had a severe stomach

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the Fowler

best

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change

not as young now. If I delay her for a

no idea

she was

this burden alone

letting go could

each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he

Mark had no regrets about

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

full

and even named Edwin as

house on

extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

signed

that, he clutched his abdomen,

deliver the

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

his body covered in sweat due to the pain

don’t go, I won’t undergo

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further

please go

begrudgingly left with

“Tell her not to cry. She always

Lina couldn’t help burst into

back at

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

was slightly surprised by their

then realized that they were

a deep breath,

help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you

sorry for me. If I

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the

Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might

he was well

to disclose it

inside, and they took

“The environment is

them

Peter was not in the right state of mind. Mark was still

“Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do

her eyes,

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where

glistened with

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

they were had to part ways, it would

he still instructed the

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had

What did he mean?

regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake

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

grasp the meaning behind

the document and carefully reviewed

her various assets. However,

Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

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

terms of the agreement and then

the papers,

was finally the end of their

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 unfair

right. How could he

pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to

couldn’t hold back

was overwhelmed with

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

called the

and mashed potatoes

but her unborn child

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