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

“That’s good. Take care of yourself and

tone sounded as though

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

an expedition to

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking

back tears and

of the phone, Mark emitted a small

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both

they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

then said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon

their relationship

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

and abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s

have to do this? There was still hope. Why

hand placed gently

a severe

was no guarantee of the problem

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

her free was the best

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

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

words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a

she was

had chosen to bear this burden

letting go could

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

had no regrets

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

lawyer and drafted

full

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

the house on Gamous Road

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

he signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought for

the

papers and completed the necessary formalities,

bed, his body covered in sweat

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t

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

“Peter, please go and give the divorce papers to

begrudgingly left

to cry.

help burst into

back at

a respite, she allowed herself and two

room, she was lost in thought, her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

she saw Peter and a stranger

surprised by their

they were there to

deep breath,

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

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me. If I

his thoughts but, in

illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep feelings

he was well aware of

him to

them inside, and they

said, “The environment

them

not in the right state of mind.

consideration, he couldn’t bring himself to give 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

her eyes, pondering the

she softly asked,

glistened with

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

they were had to part ways, it would

deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began

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

What did he mean?

He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him.

he reveal the complete

fully grasp the

the document and carefully

been quite generous in granting her various assets.

Road and declined to receive Evans

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

agreement and then affixed her

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

finally the

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

was right. How could he keep holding her

they left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell

couldn’t hold back

was overwhelmed with remorse,

Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled

she called the

beefsteaks and mashed

but her

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