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

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

as though he

moment and asked,

taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on

stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

me? Is being my wife unbearable

tears and replied,

the other end of the

was a rare occurrence for both of

they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve

last, their relationship had reached

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

and abruptly ended

she slammed

mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

pale as

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s

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

there, his hand placed

a

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the Fowler

was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

perspective

old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I

words, he had no idea that Cecilia

she was carrying his

chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted

letting go could

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

Mark had no regrets about his

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

full custody of

named Edwin as the sole successor

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted

he signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

the divorce papers

the

body covered in sweat

you don’t go, I won’t

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry. She always

couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at

she allowed herself and two

living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the

a stranger who resembled a

surprised

realized that they were

deep breath,

noticing her red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If

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

his thoughts but, in

He believed that this revelation might soften

well

didn’t permit him to disclose it

allowed them inside, and they

around and said, “The environment

them ice

the right state of mind. Mark was

up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could

her eyes,

silence, she softly asked,

glistened with

was happening was utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia

were had to part ways,

deep sadness, he still instructed

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document

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

What did he mean?

toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared

continue, nor could he reveal the complete

fully grasp the

she took the document and carefully reviewed

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

house on Gamous Road and declined to

possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be

and then affixed her signature at the

fixed on the papers, and her

was finally the end

her 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 of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know.

could

on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to

couldn’t hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

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 the

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but her

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