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

good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat

sounded as though he was

moment and asked, “When will we sign the

a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business

and asked,

“At least four months.”

an expedition to

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

Is being my wife unbearable for one more

tears

end of the phone,

laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

flight soon I’ll have Peter

relationship had

she couldn’t help crying. In just a

abruptly

to the staircase, she slammed

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

as

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

Why did you have to push Cecilia

there, his hand placed gently on his

a severe

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

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

free was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

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

wait. Peter, Cecilia was only 29 years old 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

had no idea that Cecilia

she was

bear this burden alone

go could

they set each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he

Mark had no regrets

doctors urged Mark to undergo an

and drafted

full custody

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

also specifically bequeathed the house

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

signed his

his abdomen, lost in

hesitated to deliver the

papers and completed the necessary

lay on the bed, his body covered in

“If you don’t go, I won’t undergo

Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’

in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give

begrudgingly left with the

not to cry. She always loves to

couldn’t help

arrived back at

respite, she allowed herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping her

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

was slightly surprised by

were

a deep breath, she opened the

are your eyes red? Are you crying? If

me. If I sign it, we will be

thoughts but, in

Mark’s illness. He believed

well

permit him to disclose

them inside, and they took their

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

them

right state of mind. Mark was

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

her eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where

glistened

in the hospital, while

as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it

deep sadness, he still instructed

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and

she

What did he mean?

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

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It

couldn’t fully grasp the

the document and

assets. However, she made a deliberate

on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf

might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not

terms of the agreement and then affixed her

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

the end of

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

right. How could he keep

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

couldn’t hold back

sending them away, she was overwhelmed

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

called the

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

but her unborn child needed

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