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

tone sounded as though he was

and asked,

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

he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

on an expedition

returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or

back tears and

the phone, Mark emitted a

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce

last, their relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator,

appeared pale as he

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

to do this? There was still hope. Why

hand placed gently on

a severe stomach

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

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

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after you recover.

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

had no idea that Cecilia

she was carrying

burden

go could

set each other free, she would welcome a

Mark had no regrets about his

doctors urged Mark to undergo an

lawyer and drafted a divorce

full

Edwin as the sole

also specifically bequeathed the house

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen,

the divorce papers to

completed the

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to

“If you don’t

convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’

Lina said, “Peter, please

left with the

“Tell her not to cry. She

Lina couldn’t help

back at

allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

was slightly surprised

were there to deliver the

a deep breath,

red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your

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

but, in the end,

wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep feelings for

well aware of Mark’s

didn’t permit him to

them inside, and

“The environment is good.

them

of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

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

her eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly

eyes glistened

in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him.

as they were had to part ways,

instructed the

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

The only part she

What did he mean?

actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be a

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

couldn’t fully grasp the

the document and carefully

assets. However, she made a deliberate

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined

considered the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin

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

the papers, and her eyes welled

the end of

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

Mark was right. How could he keep

said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t cry,

couldn’t hold back her

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled

she called

and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but her unborn child

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