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

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

sounded as though he

and asked, “When will we sign the

shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m

and asked,

“At least four months.”

on an expedition

time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

being my wife unbearable for

tears and replied,

the other end of the

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence

hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll

relationship

she couldn’t help crying. In just a

agreed and abruptly

the staircase, she slammed the

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

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

hand placed gently on his

had a severe stomach

successful, there was no

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

free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

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

look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for her

no idea that Cecilia was just

so, she was carrying his

bear this burden alone while he

letting go

free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end

no regrets

urged Mark

drafted

gave Cecilia full

named Edwin as the sole successor to the

house on

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through

he signed

clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

to deliver the divorce

signed the papers and completed the necessary

body covered in sweat due

firmly said, “If you don’t go, I

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

“Peter, please go and

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry.

Lina couldn’t help burst

back

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

she was lost in thought, her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the

saw Peter and a stranger who

slightly surprised by their

realized that they were there to deliver the divorce

a deep breath, she

noticing her red 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 be

considered expressing his thoughts but,

genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that

was well aware

to

them inside, and they

environment

served them ice

state of mind. Mark

consideration, 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

lowered her eyes,

silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia

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

he still instructed the

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading

part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

What did he mean?

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

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

fully grasp the meaning behind

document and carefully reviewed its

her various assets. However, she

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

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

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

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

was finally the end of

knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed

right. How could

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t cry,

couldn’t hold back her

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

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 cabinet

called the

and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but her

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