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

of yourself and remember

as though he was saying

and asked, “When will we

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

and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

the time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are

tears

of the

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both

appeared as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already signed

last, their relationship had reached

for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a

agreed and abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

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

appeared pale as he held

a while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife,

do this? There was still hope. Why

hand placed gently on his

had a severe stomach

was

efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was

free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

not as young now.

idea that Cecilia was just a

was carrying his

burden alone while he

letting go could be

they set each other free, she would welcome a new life,

had no

the doctors urged Mark

drafted a divorce agreement in

gave Cecilia full custody of

property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

the house on Gamous

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

signed his

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

the

papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

bed, his body covered in sweat due to

firmly said, “If you don’t

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

“Peter, please go and give the

left with the

“Tell her not to cry.

help burst into

back

respite, she allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping

she saw Peter and a stranger

slightly surprised

they were

a deep breath,

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

sorry for me.

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose

He believed that this

was well aware

didn’t permit him to disclose

and they took their

“The environment is good. Did Edwin

them ice

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 this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want things to end

her eyes,

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened

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

love as they were had to part ways, it would

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the

the room, promptly retrieved the document

in a bewildered state. The only part she

What did he mean?

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 become enemies,

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

fully grasp the

she took the document and carefully reviewed

in granting her various assets. However,

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

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

terms of the agreement and then

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes

the end of their

not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for

How could he keep

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

hold back her

was overwhelmed with

of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically

called

want beefsteaks and

no appetite, but

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