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

good. Take care of

sounded as though he

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

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

stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

back tears and replied,

the phone, Mark

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence

appeared as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already signed

their relationship

had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a

agreed and abruptly

staircase, she slammed the door

mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the

pale as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe stomach

surgery was successful, there was

provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the Fowler

her free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after

got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I

had no idea that

was carrying

bear this burden alone while

letting go

other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might

Mark had no regrets about

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

gave Cecilia full custody of

property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

the divorce papers

the necessary

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

don’t go, I won’t undergo the

Evans’

please go

begrudgingly left

her not to cry. She

couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at

respite, she allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a

was slightly surprised by

realized that they were there to deliver the divorce

deep breath, she

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

me. If I sign it, we will be

but, in the end, chose

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

was well aware of

permit him to

them inside, and they

and said, “The environment

them

Peter was not in the right state of mind. Mark was

careful consideration, he couldn’t bring himself to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome

eyes, pondering the

softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened

in the hospital, while Cecilia

as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt

instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

room, promptly retrieved the

in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the

What did he mean?

deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared

could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

she took the document

had been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

house on Gamous Road and declined to

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

and then affixed her signature at

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her

the end of their

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

could he keep holding

“He wanted

hold

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened

called the

want beefsteaks and mashed

but her

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