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

good. Take care of yourself

as though

for a moment and asked, “When will we sign the

aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly,

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the North

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

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

back tears

end of the

was a rare occurrence

hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you

relationship

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

agreed and abruptly ended

to the staircase, she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the elevator,

appeared pale as he held the

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even

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

hand placed

a

there was no guarantee of the

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

free was the best

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

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 to find a suitable

had no idea that Cecilia was just

was carrying his

burden alone while he

letting go could be

she would welcome a new life,

Mark had no regrets

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

full custody of

cash and property, and even named Edwin as

house on Gamous Road

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

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers to

completed the necessary formalities, their

on the bed, his body covered in

said, “If you don’t

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the

begrudgingly left

not to cry. She always loves to

help burst into tears

back

allowed herself and two

alone in the living room, she was lost in thought, her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

Peter and a stranger who resembled a

surprised by

that they were there

breath,

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

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

expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose

He

he was well

didn’t permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and

said, “The environment is good. Did

them

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

to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out?

eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked,

eyes glistened

hospital, while Cecilia clearly

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

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

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

What did he mean?

“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

nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her

grasp the meaning

took the document

her various assets. However, she

the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

have more children in the future, and Edwin might

and then affixed her signature at the

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes

was finally the end of their

to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt

could he keep holding

said, “He wanted me to tell

couldn’t hold back her

overwhelmed with

the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in

she called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

but her unborn child

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