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

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

tone sounded as though he

for a moment and asked, “When will

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

stalling and

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable

tears and

of the

laughter was a rare

they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter

relationship had reached

help crying. In just a

agreed and abruptly

the staircase, she

slumping against the

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as he held

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

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

there, his hand placed gently on

had a

the surgery was successful, there was no

older 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

free was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would

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

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

she was carrying his

to bear this burden alone

letting go

she would welcome a new

had no regrets about

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

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

full custody of

property, and even named Edwin as the sole

house on Gamous Road

a high fever of

he signed

abdomen, lost in thought

to deliver the divorce papers to

the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

body covered in sweat due

you don’t go, I

otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers

left with

not to cry. She always loves

Lina couldn’t help

arrived back at

a respite, she allowed herself and

in the living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

surprised by their

they were

breath, she

but ask, “Why are your eyes red?

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

his thoughts but,

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

was well

him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go

them

of mind. Mark

so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out?

eyes, pondering

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where

glistened

Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

as they were had to part ways, it

still instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading

part she clearly grasped was that Mark had

What did he mean?

Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s 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 enemies,

reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to

fully grasp the meaning behind

document and carefully reviewed its

her various assets. However, she made

house on Gamous Road and declined to

in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir to the

the terms of the agreement and then

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and

the end of

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

How could he keep holding her

and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

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

she called the

beefsteaks and

no appetite, but her

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