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 better

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

sounded as though he was

moment and asked, “When will we sign

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

on an expedition

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

being my wife unbearable for one more day?

held back tears

end of the phone, Mark

a rare occurrence for both of

appeared as though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already

last, their relationship had reached this

had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their years of

abruptly ended

she slammed the door

slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into

as he held

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife, Lina,

hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia

lay there, his hand placed gently on his

a

was successful, there was no guarantee of

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

her free was the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

your perspective

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

no idea that Cecilia was just

so, she was carrying

to bear this burden alone while

go

set each other free, she would welcome

no regrets

urged Mark to undergo

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a

gave Cecilia full custody

as

house

even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed his

his abdomen, lost

hesitated to deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

body covered in sweat due to the

“If you don’t go, I won’t undergo

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

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers

begrudgingly left with the

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always

Lina couldn’t help

back at her

allowed herself

in thought, her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

she saw Peter and a stranger who

surprised by their

they were there to deliver the divorce

breath, she opened

are your eyes red? Are you crying? If

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

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the

Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He

well aware of

to

allowed them inside, and they

looked around and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them ice

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

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

her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened

Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt

deep sadness, he still instructed the

promptly retrieved

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

What did he mean?

harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For

to continue, nor could he reveal the complete

couldn’t fully grasp

took the document and carefully reviewed its

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

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

considered the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole

examined the terms of the agreement and then

on the papers, and

finally the end of their

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

right. How could he keep holding her

left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me

couldn’t hold back

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

she called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

had no appetite, but

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