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

care of yourself and

as though he

asked,

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

back tears and replied,

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

fallout, laughter was a

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

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

last, their relationship had reached

crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their

agreed and abruptly

the staircase, she

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the

pale as

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife,

this? There was still hope. Why did you have

hand placed

had a severe stomach

there was no guarantee of the

to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could

her free was the best

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover. Why

together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few

had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

she was carrying

burden alone while he granted

go

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

no regrets about

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

summoned a lawyer and drafted a

full custody of

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

also specifically bequeathed the house

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed his

abdomen, lost

the

the necessary

covered in sweat due

said, “If you don’t go, I

Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could prove

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

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry. She

couldn’t help burst into

arrived back

herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping her

the peephole, she saw Peter and a

was slightly surprised

they were there

a deep breath,

are your

feel sorry for me. If I sign it,

considered expressing his thoughts but, in

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

was well aware

didn’t permit him to disclose

inside, and they took

and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go to

served them ice

Peter was not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital,

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

eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked,

glistened

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

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

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

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

only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on

What did he mean?

Peter said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward

nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

document and carefully reviewed

granting her various assets. However, she

house on Gamous Road and declined

more children in the future, and Edwin might not

then affixed her signature at

on the papers, and

finally the end of

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

right. How could he keep holding

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

hold back her

overwhelmed with remorse, her

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

she called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

but her unborn child needed

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