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 remember

tone sounded as though he was

moment and asked, “When

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

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

tears and replied,

the phone, Mark emitted a small

a rare

though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly

to the staircase, she slammed

her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

pale as he

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to

lay there, his hand placed gently on his

a severe

the surgery was successful, there was

realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing

best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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

Peter, Cecilia 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 find

had no idea

so, she was

this burden

letting go could

each other free, she would welcome

had no regrets about his

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

Cecilia full custody of

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to

also specifically bequeathed the house on

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

signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

deliver the divorce papers

completed the necessary

covered in sweat due to the pain he

you don’t go, I won’t

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

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give

begrudgingly left with

her not to

help burst

arrived back at her

allowed herself and

room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

a stranger who resembled a lawyer

was slightly surprised by

then realized that they were there

deep breath, she opened the

couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your

sorry for me. If I sign it, we will be

his thoughts but, in the end, chose

in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He

he was well aware of

permit him to disclose it to

inside, and they took their

looked around and said, “The environment

served them

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

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

her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly

glistened

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

as they were had to part ways, it would

deep sadness, he still instructed the man

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

part she clearly grasped was that Mark had

What did he mean?

resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the 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 couple, you shouldn’t become enemies,

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

she took the document and carefully

assets.

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

more children in the future, and

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

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

the end of

she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know. It was

right. How could he keep holding

said, “He wanted

hold

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

pangs of hunger intensifying 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

she called the

beefsteaks and mashed

no appetite, but

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