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

good. Take care of yourself and remember to

tone sounded as though he was saying

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will

he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them when I

stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

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

tears and

other end of the phone, Mark

a rare occurrence for both of

though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

last, their relationship had reached

help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their

abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed the door behind

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

as

a while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s

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

hand placed gently on his

a severe

was successful, there was no guarantee of

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

free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

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

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

these words, he had no idea

she was carrying his

chosen to bear this burden alone while he

go

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

Mark had no regrets about his

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

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

full custody

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon in

bequeathed the house on Gamous

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

the

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

covered in sweat due

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

wanted to convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition

said, “Peter, please go

left with

to cry. She

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into

back at her

she allowed herself and

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

saw Peter and a stranger who

slightly surprised

that they were there to deliver

a deep breath, she

but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr.

feel sorry for me. If I

but, in the end, chose not

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

was well aware of

him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and

environment

them

not in the right state of mind. Mark was

“Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome

eyes, pondering

she softly asked, “Where is

glistened with

happening was utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly

to part ways,

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and

a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous

What did he mean?

deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the

grasp the

document and

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

on Gamous Road and

possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir to the

the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature

remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

was finally the

if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He

right. How could he keep holding

Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to

hold

sending them away, she was overwhelmed

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 all her

called

beefsteaks and mashed

but her unborn

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