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

good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat

though he

for a moment and asked, “When will we sign the

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

and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to

time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

tears

other end of the

a

as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll

last, their relationship had reached

In just a few seconds, it felt

abruptly

staircase, she slammed the door behind

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

as he

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

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

lay there, his hand

had a severe

there was no guarantee of the problem

realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts,

her free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

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

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 for her to find a suitable

had no idea that Cecilia

she was

had chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted her

letting go

welcome a new life, while he

no regrets about

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

and drafted a

Cecilia full custody

Edwin as the sole

house on Gamous Road to

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5

he signed

clutched his abdomen, lost

to deliver the divorce papers to

completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

body covered in sweat due to the pain he

don’t go, I

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

“Peter, please go

left

not to

help burst

back at her

allowed herself and two nannies

her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

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

surprised

were

a deep breath, she

help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?

feel sorry for me. If I sign it,

considered expressing his thoughts but,

inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He

was well aware

didn’t permit him to disclose

them inside, and they took

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

them ice

in the right state of mind. Mark was still in

any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these

lowered her eyes, pondering

softly asked,

glistened

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

ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true

instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

room, promptly retrieved the document and began

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

What did he mean?

anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the

the complete

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

document and

been quite generous in granting her various assets. However,

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

in the future,

then affixed her signature at the end of

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and

finally the

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

was right. How could

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

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

overwhelmed with remorse, her

out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet

called

and mashed potatoes

appetite, but her unborn

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