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

Take care of

tone sounded as though

asked, “When will we sign the divorce

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the

returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more

tears and

the phone, Mark emitted a small

laughter was a rare occurrence

shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had

she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their years

abruptly ended

staircase, she slammed the door

slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

into

appeared pale as he held

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s

to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia

hand placed gently on

had a severe stomach

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which

best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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

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

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

she was

chosen to bear this burden alone while

letting go could be

other free, she would welcome a new life, while he

had no regrets

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

gave Cecilia full custody of

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

bequeathed the house on

paperwork was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading

signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in

to deliver the divorce papers

papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain

you don’t go,

the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than

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

begrudgingly left with

her not to cry. She always

help burst into tears

back at her

allowed herself and

the 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

Peter and a stranger

surprised by their

were there to deliver

a deep breath, she opened

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

me. If I sign it, we will

but,

a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that

well aware of Mark’s

permit him to disclose it to

them inside, and they

said, “The environment

them ice

of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want things to end like

lowered her eyes, pondering

softly asked,

eyes glistened with

in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

love as they were had to part ways,

sadness, he still instructed

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document

herself in a bewildered state. The 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 shared past, even if you can no longer be a couple, you shouldn’t become

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

grasp the

the document and carefully reviewed its

her various assets. However,

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin

the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at

remained fixed on the papers, and her

finally the end of

Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He

could

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

hold back her

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

she called the

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

no appetite, but her

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