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

of yourself

as though he was saying

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the

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

he was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

an expedition

returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

held back tears and

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both

hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve

last, their relationship had reached this

she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt

agreed and abruptly

to the staircase, she slammed the door

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

pale as he

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife,

still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to take back what you’ve

lay there, his hand placed

a severe stomach

there was no guarantee of

much to her. Despite his efforts, the only

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective

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, it will be tough for her

idea that Cecilia was just a wall away from

she was

this burden alone while he

letting go could be

she would welcome a new life, while he might

had no

room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo

lawyer and drafted a divorce

full custody of

named Edwin as

specifically bequeathed the house on

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed

abdomen,

the

the papers and completed the necessary

his body covered in sweat due

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t undergo

Evans’ condition is

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

left

to cry. She

help burst into

arrived back at her

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

Peter and a stranger who

was slightly surprised by their

realized that they were there

breath, she opened the

eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red?

feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose

in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften

well aware

to disclose

and they

environment is good.

them ice

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

cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve

eyes,

she softly asked, “Where

glistened with

in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It

had to part ways, it

still instructed the man beside him,

in the room, promptly retrieved

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

What did he mean?

said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets 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

bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It

fully grasp the meaning behind his

took the document

generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to claim

accepting the house on Gamous Road and

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

carefully examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed

the

was finally the

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

was right. How could he keep holding her

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to

couldn’t hold

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie.

she called

beefsteaks and

appetite, but her unborn

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