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

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

though

and asked, “When will we sign the

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

was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

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

back tears

of the phone, Mark emitted a small

was a rare occurrence for both

though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already signed

relationship

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

and abruptly ended

staircase, she slammed the door behind

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the

appeared pale as he held the

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

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

his hand placed gently on

had a severe stomach

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee

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

free was the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change

29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few

he had no idea

was carrying

burden alone

letting go could be

each other free, she would welcome

Mark had no regrets about

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

drafted a divorce agreement

gave Cecilia full

as

also specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

deliver the

and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

the bed, his body covered in sweat due

“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 could

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

left with the

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always loves

help burst into tears

arrived back at her

respite, she allowed herself and

her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping her

and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

slightly surprised by

then realized that they were there to deliver

breath,

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

sorry for me. If I sign it,

expressing his thoughts but, in the end,

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

was well aware

him to

and they

looked around and said, “The environment

them

of mind. Mark was still in

couldn’t bring himself to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk

her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such

part ways, it would cast doubt on

still instructed the man beside

in the room, promptly retrieved

only part she

What did he mean?

matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your

the complete

fully grasp the meaning behind his

the document and carefully reviewed its

granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate

the house on Gamous Road and

Mark might remarry and have more children in

then affixed her

the papers,

the end of

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

How could he keep holding

Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t cry,

couldn’t hold

was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

called

and mashed potatoes

no appetite, but

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