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

“That’s good. Take care of

though he

a moment and asked, “When will we sign

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition

the time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

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

tears

the

a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

soon I’ll have Peter send you

last, their relationship had reached

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

abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she slammed the

slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the

appeared pale as he

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even

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

hand

a

if the surgery was successful, there was

considerably older than Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he

the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change

I 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 I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for her

idea that Cecilia was just

was carrying

bear this burden alone while he

letting go

would welcome a new life, while he might

no

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

and drafted a

Cecilia full custody

even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

house on Gamous Road to

paperwork was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through

signed

clutched his abdomen,

to deliver the divorce

completed the necessary formalities,

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain he

firmly said, “If you don’t

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

Lina said, “Peter, please go and give

begrudgingly left with

mumbled, “Tell her not to

Lina couldn’t help

back at

allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

was slightly surprised

were

breath, she

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

feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we will be

his thoughts but, in the end, chose

as he genuinely 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 Mark’s

him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they took

“The environment

served them

mind. Mark was still in the

any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you

lowered her eyes, pondering the

silence, she softly

eyes glistened with

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

ways, it would cast doubt on the existence

deep sadness, he still instructed the man

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

The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

What did he mean?

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

the

grasp the meaning

the document and carefully

assets.

Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the

the papers, and

was finally the end of

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

Mark was right. How could he keep holding

and said, “He wanted me

couldn’t hold back

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

but

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