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

said gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself and

as though

moment and asked, “When will we sign the

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

felt he was stalling and

“At least four months.”

an expedition to

time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

my wife unbearable for one more day?

tears and replied,

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

laughter was a rare occurrence for both

though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you

relationship had reached

In just a few

and abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed the

her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator,

as he held the

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push

his hand

had a severe stomach

the surgery was successful, there was no

older 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

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

perspective would

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

he had no idea that Cecilia was just

she was carrying his

this burden

letting go could

welcome a new life, while he might end up

Mark had no regrets about

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

full custody of

property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

also specifically bequeathed the house on

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading

signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought for a

to deliver the divorce papers

signed the papers and completed the

his body covered in sweat due to

“If you don’t

otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is

Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry.

help

arrived back at

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping her

a stranger who resembled a lawyer

slightly surprised by their

that they were there to deliver

deep breath,

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

won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her

he was well aware of Mark’s

permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and

environment is good. Did

served them ice

the right state of mind. Mark

there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve

her eyes, pondering

silence, she softly

glistened with

surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared

ways, it would cast doubt on the

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man

in the room, promptly retrieved the document

she clearly

What did he mean?

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

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her

fully grasp the meaning behind

took the document and carefully reviewed its

her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and

possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the

agreement and then affixed her signature at the

the papers, and her eyes welled

the end

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

right. How could he

Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

couldn’t hold back

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

until 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 the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded

called the

beefsteaks and

but her unborn child needed

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