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

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

though he

for a moment and asked, “When will we sign the

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

and asked,

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking for a younger

tears

the other end of the

laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

as though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had reached this

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

abruptly ended the

she

slumping against the

A wall separated them.

into the

appeared pale as he held

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

this? There was still hope. Why did you have

hand placed

a severe

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

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

free was the best thing

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will

had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

she was

to bear this burden alone while

go could be

each other free, she would welcome

no

urged Mark to undergo an

and drafted a divorce agreement

gave Cecilia full custody

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

bequeathed the house on

a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading

he signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers to

papers and completed the necessary formalities,

body covered in sweat due

don’t

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

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

left with the

her not to cry. She always loves

that, Lina couldn’t help

arrived back

she allowed herself and two

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

slightly surprised

then realized that they were there to deliver the divorce

a deep breath, she opened the

but ask, “Why are your eyes

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

thoughts but, in

Mark’s illness. He believed that

well aware

didn’t permit him to disclose

and they

and said, “The environment is good. Did

them ice

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

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

lowered her eyes, pondering

she softly

glistened

while Cecilia clearly still cared about him.

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

he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and

state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

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 him.

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

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

she took the document

had been quite generous in granting her various assets. However,

Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf

children in the future, and Edwin

and then affixed her signature

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

was finally the end

that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity

Mark was right. How could he keep

“He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please

couldn’t hold

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

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

she called

beefsteaks and mashed

no appetite, but her unborn child

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