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

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

sounded as though he

for a moment and asked, “When will

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

and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

Is being my wife

tears

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted

was a rare occurrence for both

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve

their relationship had reached

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

abruptly ended

staircase, she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

into the

as

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even

was still hope. Why did you have to

lay there, his hand placed gently on his

a severe stomach

successful, there was no guarantee of the

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

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

didn’t you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover.

Cecilia was only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her

idea that Cecilia

was

this burden alone while he granted

go

she would welcome a new life, while he might

had no regrets

urged Mark to undergo an

a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

full custody of

and property, and even named Edwin as

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

extensive, and even with a high fever

signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the divorce papers

the

covered in

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

wanted to convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is

“Peter, please go and give the divorce papers to

begrudgingly left

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always

help burst into tears

arrived back at her

allowed herself and

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping her

Peter and a stranger who resembled a

surprised by

they were there to

breath, she opened the

her red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are

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

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep

well aware

didn’t permit him to disclose it

allowed them inside, and they took their

looked around and said, “The environment

them

of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you

lowered her eyes,

brief silence, she softly asked,

glistened

the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such

had to part ways, it would cast

he still instructed the man beside him,

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

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

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 if you can no longer be a couple, you shouldn’t

the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

took the document

quite generous in granting her various assets. However,

Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf

children in the future,

the terms of the agreement and then

fixed on the papers, and

was finally the

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

Mark was right. How could he keep holding

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

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

reverie.

called

and mashed

had no appetite, but her unborn child needed

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