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 to eat

as though he

for a moment and asked, “When will we sign

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

he was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

on an expedition

the time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you

back tears and replied,

of the phone, Mark

was a rare occurrence for both

hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter

last, their relationship had

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

and abruptly ended

to the staircase, she slammed

her mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

as he held

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did

his hand placed gently on his

a severe stomach

successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth,

free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you

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 to

words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

she was carrying his

to bear this burden alone while he

go could

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

Mark had no regrets

room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an

drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

full

Edwin as the

the house on

and even with a high fever

he signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought

to deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

body covered in sweat due to the pain

said, “If you don’t go,

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

said, “Peter, please go and give

begrudgingly left

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at her

she allowed herself and

living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping her

Peter and a stranger who resembled

surprised by

that they were there to deliver the

breath, she opened

your eyes red? Are you crying?

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

thoughts but, in the end,

found himself in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation

well aware of Mark’s

him to disclose

them inside, and

environment

them

state of mind. Mark was

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

lowered her eyes,

she softly

glistened with

utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

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

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

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document

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

What did he mean?

may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can

nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell after

grasp the

the document and

her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

have more children in the future,

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

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

the end of

knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt

was right. How could

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

couldn’t hold back her

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into

called the

and mashed potatoes

appetite, but her unborn child

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