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

good. Take care of

though he was saying

and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

a while, he replied quietly,

and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

held back tears and

the other end of the phone,

laughter was a

as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had reached

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

and abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed the door behind

slumping against

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark lying

as he

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s

consoled Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s

hand placed gently on

a severe stomach

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was

was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover.

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

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

was

to bear this burden alone

go could be

free, she would welcome a

had no regrets about

hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

Cecilia full

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

specifically bequeathed the house

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

signed his

abdomen, lost in thought

the

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

bed, his body covered in

don’t go, I won’t undergo the

“Mr. Evans’ condition

said, “Peter, please go

begrudgingly left with the

to cry. She always loves to

help burst into

back

she allowed herself and

she was lost in thought, her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door,

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

surprised by

were there to deliver the divorce

breath, she

“Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If

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

but,

he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially

well aware of

him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and

looked around and said, “The environment

them ice

right state of mind.

careful consideration, he couldn’t bring himself to give up, so he cautiously 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

lowered her eyes,

silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened with

in the hospital, while Cecilia

ways, it would cast doubt on the

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside

promptly retrieved

state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark

What did he mean?

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

could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t

fully grasp

she took the document and carefully reviewed its

assets. However, she made a

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

in the future, and Edwin might not be

then affixed her signature at the end

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the

the

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 giving her the

Mark was right. How could he keep holding

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

hold

overwhelmed with remorse, her

the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded

called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her unborn

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