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

sounded as though he was

for a moment and asked,

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

stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

expedition to

time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you

tears and replied,

the phone, Mark emitted a

laughter was a rare

hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have

their relationship

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

agreed and abruptly

she

her mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

pale as he

he

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even

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

his hand placed

a

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

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

was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective

at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be

no idea that

was carrying his

this burden alone while he granted her

letting go could be

other free, she would welcome a new life,

no

hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo

drafted

Cecilia full custody of

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

specifically bequeathed the house on

even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

he signed

abdomen, lost in thought for

the divorce papers

the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

in sweat

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

Evans’ condition

“Peter, please go and give the divorce

left

not to cry. She

help

back at her

allowed herself and

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a

surprised

they were there to deliver the

a deep breath, she

red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you

for me. If

his thoughts but, in

genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this

he was well aware of Mark’s

him to disclose

allowed them inside, and they

around and said, “The environment is good.

served them

of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

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 you really want things

eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened

hospital, while

part ways, it would cast doubt on

still instructed the

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

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

What did he mean?

very moment, Peter said resolutely, “Mr. 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

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

took the document and carefully reviewed

in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate

and declined to receive Evans Gardon

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

the agreement and then

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and

the end of

illness, she might not have signed

Mark was right. How could he keep

they left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me

couldn’t hold

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and

called the

want beefsteaks and mashed

appetite, but her

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