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

gently, “That’s good. Take care of

as though he was saying

moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

replied quietly,

he was stalling and

“At least four months.”

an expedition

time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking for a younger

back tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark

laughter was a rare occurrence

appeared as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had

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

abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she slammed the

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

pale as he held the

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

Why did you have

hand placed gently on his

had a

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee

than Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the Fowler

the best

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after you recover. Why are

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

no idea

was

had chosen to bear this burden alone

letting go could be

set each other free, she would welcome a new

had no regrets about his

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

a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

gave Cecilia full custody

Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

high fever of 39.5 degrees,

signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

the divorce papers to

completed the

on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the

don’t go,

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

“Peter, please go and give the divorce papers

left

her not to cry. She

help burst

arrived back

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the

she saw Peter and a stranger who

slightly surprised by their

were there to deliver

breath, she opened

but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If

for me.

considered expressing his thoughts but, in

about Mark’s illness. He

was well aware of Mark’s

him to disclose

inside, and they took

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go

them

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

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

her eyes,

softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened

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

part ways, it would cast doubt on the

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

bewildered state. The only part she clearly

What did he mean?

that very 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

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

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

took the document and carefully

assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

and have more children in the future, and Edwin

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

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes

the end of their

Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know. It was unfair

was right. How could he keep holding

and said, “He wanted me to tell

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

sending them away, she was overwhelmed

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

called

and mashed

but

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