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

gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat

sounded as though he was saying

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them when I

felt he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

expedition to the North

he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

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

held back tears

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for

shared

Mark sighed.

voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have

last, their relationship

she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their

and abruptly

the staircase, she slammed the

slumping against the

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with

pale as he held

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even

this? There was still hope. Why did

his hand placed gently on

a severe

was no guarantee of the problem not

her. Despite his efforts, the only thing

was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would

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

he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away from

she was carrying his

this burden alone while he granted

go

they set each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end up

no

hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

summoned a lawyer and drafted

Cecilia full custody of

as the sole

specifically bequeathed the house

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

signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought for a

to deliver the divorce papers to

the necessary

his body covered in sweat due

“If you don’t go,

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

Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left

her not to cry.

Lina couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping

Peter and a stranger

surprised by their

then realized that they were

deep breath, she

red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr.

sorry for me. If I sign

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

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

well aware

him to disclose it to

them inside, and they

“The environment is good. Did Edwin go to

served them

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

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

eyes,

she softly asked, “Where is

glistened

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

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

he still instructed the

in the room, promptly

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

What did he mean?

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,

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t

grasp the meaning

she took the document and carefully reviewed

her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

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

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers,

was finally the end of their

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

right. How could he

Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so

hold

overwhelmed with remorse, her

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

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her unborn child needed

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