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

care of yourself and

tone sounded as though he

and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip.

he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

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

back tears and

of the

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon

their relationship had reached this

she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up

and abruptly ended the

the staircase, she slammed the

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

appeared pale as

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

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

there, his hand placed

a severe stomach

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

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

was the best

Peter was sad.

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

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

idea that Cecilia

she was carrying his

this burden alone while he granted

go could

she would welcome a new life, while he might

had no regrets about

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

lawyer and drafted

gave Cecilia full custody

offered cash and property, and even named Edwin as

house on Gamous Road

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost

the divorce

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the

body covered in sweat due to

don’t go,

Evans’

“Peter, please

left with

her not to cry. She always

Lina couldn’t help

arrived back at her

allowed herself

her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger

surprised by

they were there to

deep breath,

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

me. If I sign it,

expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose

in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed

well

didn’t permit him to disclose it to

inside, and they took their

environment is good. Did

served them ice

mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

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

eyes, pondering the

she softly asked, “Where is

glistened with

surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly

part ways, it would cast doubt on the

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was

What did he mean?

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,

could he reveal the

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

the document and carefully reviewed

in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

the house on Gamous Road and

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

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

the papers, and her eyes welled up

the end

her well enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the

Mark was right. How could he keep holding her

Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you

hold

she was overwhelmed with remorse,

until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled

called the

and mashed

no appetite, but her unborn

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