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

gently, “That’s good. Take care of

though he was

a moment and asked, “When will

taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can

and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

expedition to

returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

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

back tears

end of the phone, Mark

a rare occurrence

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

their relationship

agreed. Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped

agreed and abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into

as he held the

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

consoled Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to

hand placed gently on

had a severe

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee

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

her free was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would

I can’t 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

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

she was carrying

chosen to bear this burden alone

go could be

each other free, she would welcome a new life, while

Mark had no regrets about his

urged Mark to

lawyer and drafted a

full

Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

house on

fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted

signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost

to deliver the

papers and completed the

on the bed, his body covered in

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

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

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

left with

not to cry. She always loves to

couldn’t help

back

a respite, she allowed herself and

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

surprised by their

they were there to deliver the divorce

breath, she opened the

help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr.

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

expressing his thoughts but, in the end,

He believed that this revelation might soften her heart,

he was well

didn’t permit him to disclose it

them inside, and they took

said, “The environment is

them

in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the

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

her eyes, pondering

silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened with

baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him.

in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt

instructed the man

the room, promptly retrieved the document

Cecilia listened, she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

What did he mean?

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

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

fully grasp

took the document

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

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

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

examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed

remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

the

have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know. It

right. How could

wanted me to tell you not to cry,

hold back

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

she called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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