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

said gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to

tone sounded as though

and asked,

replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them when

and asked,

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to

he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

wife unbearable for one more day? Or are

held back tears

the phone, Mark emitted a small

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

last, their relationship

just a few seconds, it felt like they

and abruptly ended

she slammed the door

covered her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

pale as he

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s

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

there, his hand placed

had a severe stomach

there was no guarantee

efforts, the only thing he

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover.

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 to find a suitable

he had no idea

she was carrying

this burden alone while he

go could be

she would welcome a new

Mark had no regrets

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

he summoned a lawyer and drafted

full custody

and even named Edwin as the sole successor

the house

even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

he signed

clutched his abdomen, lost

to deliver the

papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

covered in sweat due to the pain he was

don’t go, I won’t undergo the

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now.

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

left with the

her not to cry. She always loves to

couldn’t help

back at her

she allowed herself and two nannies

her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

she saw Peter and a

surprised by their

realized that they were there to

a deep breath, she

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

feel sorry for me. If I sign

his thoughts but, in

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

was well aware

didn’t permit him to

and they took their

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go to

served them ice

right state of mind. Mark

cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr.

her eyes,

silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened with

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

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

he still instructed the man beside him,

in the room, promptly retrieved the

Cecilia listened, she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark

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 you can no longer be a couple, you shouldn’t become enemies,

continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

she took the document

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

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

in the future, and Edwin

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

on the papers, and

was finally the end of their

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 giving her the opportunity to know.

was right. How could he

Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you

couldn’t hold back

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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 door,

called the

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

no appetite, but her

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