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

care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

though

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the

a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on

he was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the North

returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are

back tears and replied,

of the phone, Mark emitted a small

was a rare occurrence

shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had

just a few seconds, it felt like they

abruptly

the staircase, she

her mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator,

pale as

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

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

there, his hand placed gently on his

had a severe

successful, there was no guarantee of the

to her. Despite his efforts, the

best thing he

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you

at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a

she was carrying

burden alone

go

free, she would welcome a new life, while he

had no regrets

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

lawyer and drafted a

Cecilia full

as the sole successor to

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

fever of

signed his

he clutched his abdomen,

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers to

papers and completed the necessary

in sweat due to the pain he was

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

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could prove

her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give

left

“Tell her not to cry. She

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back

herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

slightly surprised by

they were there to

breath, she opened the

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

won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign it,

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

was well aware

permit him to disclose it to

and they

looked around and said, “The environment is

them ice

was not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

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 all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want things to end

eyes, pondering

softly asked,

glistened

in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such a perplexing

couple as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence

he still instructed the man

promptly retrieved the

found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

What did he mean?

anger you may harbor toward him. But

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t

couldn’t fully grasp

the document and carefully reviewed

quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she

the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

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

agreement and then affixed

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

was finally the

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 opportunity to know.

How could he keep holding her

shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you

Cecilia couldn’t hold

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded all her

she called the

beefsteaks and mashed

had no appetite, but her unborn child needed

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