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

care of yourself and remember

sounded as though

and asked, “When will we sign the

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

and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more

held back tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark emitted

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for

they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

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

relationship had reached this

this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a

abruptly ended

she slammed the

mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with

as he held the

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

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

lay there, his hand placed gently on his

a

surgery was successful, there was

Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last

free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

perspective would

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

no idea that

was carrying

chosen to bear this burden alone while

letting go

set each other free, she would welcome

no regrets about

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as

and drafted

Cecilia full custody

and even named Edwin as the sole successor

the house on

extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen,

hesitated to deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage

bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain

said, “If you don’t

“Mr. Evans’ condition

in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

left with the

to cry. She

help burst into tears

arrived back at

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

surprised by their

that they were there to deliver the divorce

a deep breath,

couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes

sorry for me. If I sign it, we

his thoughts but, in

to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation

well aware of

to disclose it

and they took

around and said, “The environment is good. Did

them ice

right state of mind. Mark was still in the

he couldn’t bring 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

lowered her eyes, pondering

she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened

baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

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

instructed the

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

The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the

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

continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth.

grasp the meaning

took the document and carefully

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

Road and declined to receive Evans

children in the future, and Edwin might

then affixed

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her

was finally the end of their

truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt

How could he

pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry,

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door,

she called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

appetite, but

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