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

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

though he was saying

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will

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

he was stalling and

“At least four months.”

an expedition

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

tears and replied,

of the

was a rare occurrence for both of

appeared as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the

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

and abruptly ended

she slammed

her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark lying on

as he held the

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

and even

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

lay there, his hand placed

a

surgery was successful, there was no

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

was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you

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

words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a

was

to bear this burden alone while he granted

go could

free, she would welcome a new life, while

Mark had no

Mark to undergo an

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

Cecilia full

offered cash and property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the divorce papers

completed the

his body covered in

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t undergo

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay

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

left with

“Tell her not to cry.

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into

back at her

herself and two nannies a

thought, her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

surprised by

realized that they were there to deliver

deep breath, she opened the

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

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

but, in the

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

he was well

didn’t permit him to

and they took

said, “The environment is good.

them ice

mind. Mark was still in the

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

lowered her eyes,

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened

while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was

as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of

sadness, he still instructed the man

the room, promptly retrieved the document and began

The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had

What did he mean?

matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him.

reveal the

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

took the document and

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

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined

Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might

agreement and then

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up

was finally the end of their

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

right. How could he keep holding

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

couldn’t hold

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

called the

and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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