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

Take care of yourself and remember to

sounded as though he was saying

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

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

stalling and

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the North

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

tears

of the phone,

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce

relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly

she slammed the door

her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into

pale as he held the

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s

still hope. Why

lay there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe

was

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

was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change

only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea that

so, she was carrying

chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted her

letting go

she would welcome a new

Mark had no regrets

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

Cecilia full

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

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

deliver the

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

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

you don’t go, I won’t undergo

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay

said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce

left with the

not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help burst

back

herself and

alone in the living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently wiped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

the peephole, she saw Peter and a

slightly surprised

that they were there

a deep breath, she

your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr. Evans

won’t feel sorry for me. If I

expressing his thoughts but,

inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their

well

him to

allowed them inside, and they took their

looked around and said, “The environment

them

Peter was not in the right state of mind.

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.

eyes, pondering

silence, she softly asked,

glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia

to part ways, it would cast doubt on

sadness, he still instructed the man beside

promptly retrieved the document and began

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

What did he mean?

may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be a couple, you shouldn’t become enemies, because…

the complete truth. It wasn’t her

grasp

took the document

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

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

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

the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end of

the papers,

was finally the end of

she might not have signed the

right. How could he

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

couldn’t hold back her

them away, she was overwhelmed with

of her reverie. She stumbled into

she called

beefsteaks and mashed

appetite, but her unborn child needed

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