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

Take care of yourself and remember

though he was saying

and asked, “When will we sign

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

he was stalling and

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

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

tears

end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

was a rare

they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers.

their relationship had reached

just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped

agreed and abruptly ended the

staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

into

appeared pale as he held the

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

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

hand placed gently

a severe stomach

there was

his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which

her free was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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

as young now. If I delay her for a few

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia

was carrying his

chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted her

letting go could

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

had no regrets about his

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

full custody

even named Edwin as the

the house

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

deliver the divorce papers

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

his body covered in

“If you don’t go, I won’t undergo

warned, “Mr. Evans’

please go and give the divorce

left with the

“Tell her not to cry.

help burst into

back at

a respite, she allowed herself and

was lost in thought, her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping

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

slightly surprised

then realized that they were there to deliver

breath, she opened the

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

won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we will be

his thoughts but,

as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep feelings

was well aware

him to disclose

allowed them inside, and they

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

served them

state of mind.

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

lowered her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened

awaited surgery in the hospital, while

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

still instructed the

in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began

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?

Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no

nor could he reveal the

grasp the meaning

the document

in granting her various assets. However, she made

Road and

the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future,

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature

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

finally the

knew her well enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed

How could

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

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

she was overwhelmed with

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 all

called

and mashed potatoes for

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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