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

“That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember

sounded as though he was

and asked, “When will

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

was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the North

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

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

tears

end of the phone, Mark emitted a

a

they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

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

relationship had reached this

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

abruptly ended the

she

slumping

A wall separated them.

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

appeared pale as

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife,

Why did you have to push Cecilia away?

his hand placed gently on his

a

was no guarantee of

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

was the best thing

Peter was sad.

perspective

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

had no idea that Cecilia was

so, she was carrying his

had chosen to bear this burden alone while

letting go could

they set each other free, she would welcome a

Mark had no regrets about

room, the doctors urged Mark to

drafted

gave Cecilia full custody of

as the sole successor to

bequeathed the house on Gamous

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through

he signed his

abdomen, lost in thought for

hesitated to deliver the

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

his body covered in sweat due to the pain

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

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

“Peter, please go and give

begrudgingly left

“Tell her not to cry. She always

Lina couldn’t help

arrived back at

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

Peter and a stranger who

was slightly surprised by their

were there to deliver

deep breath,

your eyes red? Are you crying?

sorry for me.

thoughts but, in the end,

illness. He believed that

he was well aware of Mark’s

to disclose it to

them inside, and they took their

environment is good. Did

them ice

the right state of mind. Mark

himself to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out?

her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened

was utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such a perplexing

ways, it would cast doubt

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

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

she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she

What did he mean?

“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

the

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

document and carefully reviewed its

various assets. However, she made a

on Gamous Road and declined to

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

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the

her gaze remained fixed on the

was finally the

the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity

was right. How could he

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

hold

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

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 door, and impulsively discarded all her

called

want beefsteaks and mashed

appetite, but her unborn

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