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 better

care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

as though he was

asked,

voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly,

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

an expedition

returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you

tears and replied,

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted

was a

shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already signed

last, their relationship had reached this

help crying. In just

and abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with

appeared pale as he held

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

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

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

his hand placed gently on his

had a severe

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

considerably older than Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which

best thing he could

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would

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 a suitable

idea

she was carrying

to bear this burden alone while he granted

go

each other free, she would welcome a new

had no regrets about his

Mark to

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

gave Cecilia full custody of

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

house on Gamous Road

high fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed

clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

to deliver the

completed the necessary

body covered in sweat due

you don’t go, I won’t undergo

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

Lina said, “Peter, please go

begrudgingly left

her not to cry. She always

couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at

herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door,

peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who

slightly surprised by

they were there

breath, she

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

for me. If I sign it, we will

thoughts but, in the end,

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

he was well aware

didn’t permit him to

them inside, and

“The environment is good. Did

served them ice

was not in the right state of mind. Mark was

there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan

lowered her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked,

glistened with

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

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

instructed the man beside him,

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

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

What did he mean?

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

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It

grasp the meaning

document and carefully

various assets.

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

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

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

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up with

finally the end of

enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a

right. How could he keep holding

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

hold back her

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

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 her

she called the

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

but her unborn child

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