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

good. Take care of yourself and

sounded as though he was saying

asked, “When

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

he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

the time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for

back tears and replied,

end of the phone,

their fallout, laughter was a rare

shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

relationship had reached

just a few seconds, it felt like they had

and abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the

pale as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

was still hope. Why did you have to

his hand placed gently on

a severe

if the surgery was successful, there was

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 was the last

the best thing

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you

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

idea

so, she was

chosen to bear this burden alone while

letting go could be

other free, she would welcome a new life, while he

had no regrets

Mark to undergo an operation as

and drafted

full custody of

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

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

high fever

signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the divorce papers

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

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

you don’t go, I won’t

otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

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

begrudgingly left with

to

couldn’t help

back at her

herself and two nannies

her arms wrapped around her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping her

a stranger who resembled a lawyer

surprised by their

then realized that they were there to

a deep breath,

help but ask, “Why are your eyes

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

but, in

Mark’s illness. He believed that this

well aware

didn’t permit him to

and

“The environment is good. Did Edwin

them ice

in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

and Mr. Evan could

lowered her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened with

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 cast

instructed the man beside him,

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

herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped

What did he mean?

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

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the

took the document and carefully reviewed

assets. However, she made a

the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

have more children in the future,

and then affixed her signature at the end of

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

the end

signed the

was right. How could he keep holding

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

couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed with

pangs 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 door, and impulsively discarded all her

called

and mashed

no appetite, but

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