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 better

said gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself

sounded as though he

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

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

stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

an expedition to

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

Is being my wife unbearable for

held back tears and

other end of the phone,

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

relationship had

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

and abruptly

to the staircase, she

slumping against the

A wall separated them.

into the

pale as

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even

Why

lay there, his hand

a severe stomach

surgery was successful, there was no

her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he

her free was the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after you recover. Why

at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few

words, he had no idea

so, she was

burden alone while he

go could be

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

had no regrets about his

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

and drafted a

Cecilia full

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

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost in

hesitated to deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

his body covered in sweat due to

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

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

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

begrudgingly left with the

not to cry. She

couldn’t help

back at

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

surprised by

then realized that they were there to

a deep breath, she opened

couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me.

but, in the

to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften

well aware

permit him to disclose it to

and they took

looked around and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go

served them

mind. Mark was still in the

Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome

her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked,

eyes glistened with

while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It

love as they were had to part ways, it would cast

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

room, promptly retrieved the document and began

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

What did he mean?

anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no

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

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

the document

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

on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the

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

was finally the end

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 was unfair

right. How could he

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

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet

called

and mashed

but her

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