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

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

though

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will

a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign

felt he was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

Is being my wife unbearable

back tears and

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

was a rare

hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll

their relationship had

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

abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the elevator, with

appeared pale as he

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

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

there, his hand placed gently on his

a severe stomach

was successful, there was

considerably older than Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts,

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you

Peter, 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,

had no idea that Cecilia was just

she was carrying his

this burden alone while he

letting go could

set each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end up

no regrets

doctors urged Mark to undergo

a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

Cecilia full

property, and even named Edwin as the

specifically bequeathed the house

high fever of 39.5 degrees,

signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

the

completed the necessary

on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain he

don’t go, I won’t undergo the

to convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry. She always loves to

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

back at her

allowed herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily

Peter and a stranger

was slightly surprised by

were

breath, she opened

eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes

feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we will

thoughts but, in the end, chose

wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering

was well aware

didn’t permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they took

looked around and said, “The environment is

them

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

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

lowered her eyes, pondering the

silence, she softly asked,

glistened

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

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

deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed

What did he mean?

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,

reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

the document and carefully reviewed

been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a

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

possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future,

examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature

the papers, and her eyes

was finally the end

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

right. How could he keep holding

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

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded

called the

beefsteaks and

had no appetite, but her

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