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

“That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to

as though he was saying

moment and asked, “When

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

stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable

tears and

the phone, Mark

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for

they hadn’t 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

relationship

just a few seconds, it

abruptly ended

to the staircase, she slammed the

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the

as he held the

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

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

lay there, his hand

had a severe stomach

there was no guarantee of the

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

was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after you recover. Why

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 to find a suitable

words, he had no idea that Cecilia was

was carrying

this burden alone while he

letting go

free, she would welcome

Mark had no regrets about his

hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

gave Cecilia full custody of

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

the house on

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

he signed

abdomen,

deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

covered in

don’t

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay

“Peter, please

begrudgingly left

“Tell her not to cry. She always loves

couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

was slightly surprised by

that they were there to deliver

breath,

help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?

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

but,

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

was well aware of Mark’s

permit him to

them inside, and

environment

served them

not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital,

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

eyes, pondering the

she softly asked, “Where

glistened with

surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared

a couple as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would

deep sadness, he still instructed the

room, promptly retrieved the

bewildered state. The only part she clearly

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,

continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth.

fully grasp

she took the document and carefully reviewed its

assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

considered the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might

and then affixed her signature at the end of

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

the end of their

about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for

could he keep

“He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so

couldn’t hold back

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

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 the

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

appetite, but her unborn

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