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

Take care of yourself

tone sounded as though he was saying

moment and asked, “When will we sign the

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

and asked,

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking for

back tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark emitted

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers.

relationship had

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

agreed and abruptly ended the

she slammed the

her mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

appeared pale as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

this? There was still hope. Why

lay there, his hand placed gently on his

a severe stomach

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

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

best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would

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

no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

she was

this burden alone

go could be

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

no

hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

summoned a lawyer and drafted

Cecilia full custody of

as the sole successor to the Evans

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

and even with a high fever of 39.5

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen,

to deliver the divorce

completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

bed, his body covered in

said, “If you don’t go,

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

her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce

left

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help

arrived back at

herself and two nannies

thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently wiped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping her

a stranger who resembled

surprised by

that they were there to deliver the divorce

deep breath, she opened

your eyes red?

sorry for me. If I sign it, we

expressing his thoughts but, in the end,

as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart,

was well aware

permit him to disclose it

allowed them inside, and they took their

around and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go

served them

of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these

lowered her eyes, pondering the

she softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened with

surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

couple as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt

instructed the man beside

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

part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on

What did he mean?

He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no

could he reveal the complete truth. It

fully grasp the meaning behind

she took the document and carefully reviewed its

generous in granting her various assets. However,

on Gamous Road and declined to

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

of the agreement and then affixed her

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and

was finally the end

have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to

was right. How could he keep

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

couldn’t hold

was overwhelmed

that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a

she called

want beefsteaks and mashed

but her unborn child needed

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