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

Take care of yourself and remember to eat

as though

asked, “When will we sign the divorce

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

stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you

held back tears

other end of the phone, Mark

laughter was a rare

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you

relationship had reached this

In just a

agreed and abruptly ended the

the staircase, she slammed the

covered her mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as he held

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife,

was still hope. Why did you have

hand placed

a severe

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

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

was the best

Peter was sad.

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

I can’t wait. 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,

idea that Cecilia

so, she was carrying

to bear this burden alone

letting go could

free, she would welcome a new

no regrets about his

urged Mark to

a lawyer and drafted a

Cecilia full

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

the house

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

signed his

his abdomen,

deliver the

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

on the bed, his body covered in

don’t

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

said, “Peter, please go

left

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry.

that, Lina couldn’t help burst

arrived back at

respite, she allowed herself and

she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping

Peter and a stranger who resembled a

slightly surprised by their

then realized that they were

a deep breath, she opened the

but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry,

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

thoughts but,

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

he was well aware of

him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they

“The environment is good.

them

state of mind. Mark was

Mr. Evan could talk this

her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly

eyes glistened with

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true love in

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the

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

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

What did he mean?

fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the

the document and carefully reviewed

quite generous in granting her various assets. However,

Road and declined to receive

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

then affixed her signature at the end

on the papers, and her eyes welled

was finally the end

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

How could

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

couldn’t hold

sending them away, she was overwhelmed

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

she called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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