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 and remember to eat properly,

tone sounded as though he was

asked, “When will we sign the

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

stalling and

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition

returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

up with me? Is being my wife

tears and

end of the phone, Mark emitted a

a rare

they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

flight soon I’ll have Peter send

their relationship

for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like

and abruptly ended

to the staircase, she slammed the

mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into

appeared pale as

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s

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

lay there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe stomach

was successful, there was

realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the

was the best

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why

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 suitable

had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

so, she was carrying his

burden

letting go

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

Mark had no

Mark to undergo an

lawyer and drafted

Cecilia full custody

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

the house on

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed

he clutched his abdomen,

deliver the divorce papers

the necessary formalities,

covered in sweat

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

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could prove

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

begrudgingly left

her not to

that, Lina couldn’t help burst

back at

she allowed herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who

slightly surprised

they were

deep breath, she

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

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

but,

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

well

to disclose

and they

said, “The environment is good. Did

them ice

mind. Mark was still in the hospital,

Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve

eyes, pondering

silence, she softly

glistened

happening was utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such a perplexing

ways, it would cast doubt on

sadness, he still instructed

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and

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

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 the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be a couple,

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to

fully grasp the meaning behind his

document and carefully reviewed its

various assets. However, she made a

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end of

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

the end of

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

How could he

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

couldn’t hold back

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She

called the

and mashed

had no appetite, but her

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