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

Take care of yourself and remember to eat

sounded as though he was saying

a moment and asked, “When will

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

and asked,

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the

returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

held back tears

the phone,

was a rare occurrence for both of

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

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

their relationship had

she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds,

abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed the

slumping against

A wall separated them.

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

appeared pale as he

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

do this? There was still hope. Why

hand placed gently

a severe

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee

Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts,

free was the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

didn’t you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why

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 to find a suitable

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia

she was carrying his

burden alone while he granted her

letting go could be

they set each other free, she would welcome a

no

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as

and drafted a divorce agreement in

Cecilia full custody

named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

also specifically bequeathed the house on

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on

signed

his abdomen,

deliver the divorce

signed the papers and completed the necessary

covered in sweat due to

you don’t go,

to convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could

Lina said, “Peter, please go

begrudgingly left with

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always loves to

help burst into tears

arrived back at

respite, she allowed herself and two

her arms wrapped around her knees,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

slightly surprised by

realized that they were there

a deep breath, she opened

your eyes red? Are

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me. If I

his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

himself in a dilemma 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 for

was well

didn’t permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and

around and said, “The environment is good.

them

state of mind. Mark was still

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

eyes,

she softly

eyes glistened

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was

love as they were had to part ways, it

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading it

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

What did he mean?

toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past,

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the

grasp the meaning behind

she took the document

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

house on Gamous Road and declined to

remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not

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

the papers, and her eyes welled up with

the end

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

How could he keep holding her

shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

hold

was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet

she called the

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

no appetite, but her unborn child

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