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

“That’s good. Take care of yourself

as though he

for a moment and asked,

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

back tears and replied,

end of the phone, Mark emitted a

a rare

though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers.

relationship had reached this

for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few

abruptly

to the staircase, she

slumping

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with

appeared pale as he held the

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even

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

his hand placed gently

had a

successful, there was

Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer

her free was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover. Why are

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, it will be tough for her to find a

had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

so, she was carrying

had chosen to bear this burden alone

letting go

would welcome a new life, while he might

had no regrets

Mark to undergo

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

gave Cecilia full

and even named Edwin as the

the house on

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

hesitated to deliver the

and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

bed, his body covered in

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

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now.

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

begrudgingly left with the

“Tell her not to

help burst

back at

respite, she allowed herself and

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger

surprised

were there to

deep breath, she

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

sorry for me. If I sign it, we

his thoughts but,

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

he was well aware of

to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they took

“The environment is good. Did

them

in the right state of mind. Mark was still

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.

lowered her eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened

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

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

sadness, he still instructed the man

the room, promptly retrieved

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

What did he mean?

Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past,

nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell after

couldn’t fully grasp the

she took the document and carefully reviewed its

been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made

on Gamous Road and

Mark might remarry and have more children in the future,

examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at

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

was finally the end of

not have signed the agreement. He

could he keep holding

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

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in

she called the

and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but

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