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 better

Take care of yourself

sounded as though he

and asked, “When

replied quietly, “I’m on

he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition to

time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

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

held back tears and replied,

of the phone, Mark emitted a small

a

though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon

last, their relationship

In just a few seconds, it felt like they had

abruptly

she slammed

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

as he held the

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

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

his hand placed gently on

had a severe stomach

if the surgery was successful, there was no

to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the

best thing

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,

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just

so, she was

chosen to bear this burden alone

letting go could

would welcome

no regrets

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo

drafted a divorce

gave Cecilia full custody

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

also specifically bequeathed the house

even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost

to deliver the divorce papers

completed the

the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain he

don’t

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

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

left

to cry.

Lina couldn’t help burst

back at her

respite, she allowed herself and

was lost in thought, her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily

a stranger who

surprised by

they were there to deliver the divorce

deep breath,

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

sorry for me. If I sign it, we will

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

he was well aware of

to

and

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them ice

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

up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this

her eyes, pondering the

softly asked,

eyes glistened with

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

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

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

room, promptly retrieved the document

part she clearly grasped was that

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

reveal the complete

fully grasp the meaning

she took the document and carefully reviewed

assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to claim

the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir to

the terms of the agreement and then

gaze remained fixed on the papers,

was finally the end of

not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt

Mark was right. How could

Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you

couldn’t hold back

overwhelmed with

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

she called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

appetite, but her unborn child needed

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