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

said gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself

sounded as though he was saying

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the

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

and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

expedition

the time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

held back tears

the other end of the phone, Mark

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for

shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce

relationship

help crying. In just a

abruptly

she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the

appeared pale as he held

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

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

his hand

a severe stomach

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

was considerably 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

her free was the best

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why

can’t wait. Peter, Cecilia was only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If

idea that Cecilia was just a

was

to bear this burden alone while

letting go could

free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end up

Mark had no regrets about his

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

summoned a lawyer and drafted a

full

as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

house on Gamous Road

fever

he signed his

his abdomen,

to deliver the divorce papers to

and completed the necessary formalities, their

covered in sweat due to

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t

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

said, “Peter, please go and give

left with the

not to cry. She always loves to

couldn’t help

arrived back

she allowed herself

she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

slightly surprised by

then realized that they were there to deliver the divorce

a deep breath,

your eyes red?

won’t feel sorry for me. If I

but, in the end,

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

well aware

to disclose it

them inside, and they took

around and said, “The environment is

served them

state of mind. Mark was

give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome

lowered her eyes, pondering

she softly asked,

eyes glistened

the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such a

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

still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly

only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the

What did he mean?

you may harbor toward him.

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

grasp the

she took the document and carefully reviewed its

various assets. However,

the house on Gamous Road and

in the future, and

carefully examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end

remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

the end of

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

How could he keep holding her

pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please

Cecilia couldn’t hold

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen

called the

want beefsteaks and mashed

appetite, but

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