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

gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

as though he was

and asked, “When will we

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

and asked,

“At least four months.”

an expedition

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

tears and replied,

the

a rare occurrence for both of

though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had reached

In just a few seconds, it felt

abruptly ended the

she

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

appeared pale as he held the

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

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

hand placed gently

had a severe

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the

the best thing

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective

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

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

she was

had chosen to bear this burden alone

go could

each other free, she would welcome a new

no regrets

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

lawyer and drafted a divorce

full custody

as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

the house on Gamous Road to

a high fever

signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought

hesitated to deliver the divorce

the papers and completed the necessary formalities,

bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain

don’t go, I won’t undergo

the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could prove

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

left

not to cry. She

couldn’t help burst into tears

back at her

herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

was slightly surprised by

that they were

breath, she

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

feel sorry for me. If I sign it,

his thoughts but, in the end, chose

He believed

was well aware of

didn’t permit him to disclose it

and

and said, “The environment is good. Did

them

state of mind. Mark was still in the

so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this

her eyes,

silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true

deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

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

What did he mean?

He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him.

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

the document and carefully reviewed

in granting her various assets.

on Gamous Road and declined to

more children in the

the agreement and then affixed her

on the papers, and her eyes

was finally the end

if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know. It

How could he keep holding her

on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry,

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

away, she was overwhelmed

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

she called the

beefsteaks and mashed

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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