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 better

care of yourself and

sounded as though he was saying

moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign

stalling and

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the North

he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

so eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or

back tears

of the phone, Mark emitted

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for

though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship

In just a few seconds, it felt like

and abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the

as he held

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

there, his hand placed gently on his

had a

was successful, there was no

provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective

look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it

spoke these words, he had no idea

so, she was carrying

bear this burden alone

letting go

free, she would welcome

Mark had no regrets about his

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as

drafted a divorce

full custody

as the sole

specifically bequeathed the house on

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

deliver the divorce

and completed the necessary

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

don’t go, I won’t undergo

but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left

her not to cry. She

couldn’t help burst

arrived back at her

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping

Peter and a

slightly surprised by

that they were there to

deep breath,

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

me. If I sign

but, in the end, chose not

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

was well

to disclose it to

them inside, and

and said, “The environment is good.

them ice

Peter was not in the right state of mind.

careful consideration, 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?

eyes, pondering the

silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened

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

they were had to part ways, it

he still instructed the man beside him,

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

found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was

What did he mean?

deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your

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

grasp the meaning behind

the document and

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

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to

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

then affixed her signature at the end

the papers, and her eyes

was finally the end of

her well enough to 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. It

right. How could he

“He wanted me to tell you

couldn’t hold

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

she called the

want beefsteaks and

appetite, but her unborn child

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