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 better

care of yourself

though he

for a moment and asked, “When

shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We

felt he was stalling and

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

with me? Is being my wife unbearable for

held back tears

end of the phone, Mark emitted a

their fallout, laughter was a

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve

relationship had

In just a few seconds, it

and abruptly ended

she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

pale as he held

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

lay there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer

the best thing he

Peter was sad.

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

And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay

had no idea that Cecilia was just a

so, she was

this burden alone while he granted

letting go

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

had no regrets about

room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

drafted a divorce agreement

Cecilia full custody of

even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

house on Gamous Road to

even with a high fever of

signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost

to deliver the divorce papers

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

body covered in sweat due to the pain he

“If you don’t go, I won’t undergo

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

Lina said, “Peter, please go and

left with

to cry. She always loves to

that, Lina couldn’t help

back at

a respite, she allowed herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door,

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a

was slightly surprised by their

that they were there to deliver the

deep breath, she opened the

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

for me. If I sign

but, in

a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this

well aware

to disclose it

allowed them inside, and they

around and said, “The environment is

them

of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve

lowered her eyes, pondering the

softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

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

ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of

deep sadness, he still instructed

room, promptly

she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

What did he mean?

toward him.

continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth.

grasp

the document and carefully reviewed its

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

and declined to receive Evans Gardon

Mark might remarry and have more children in the

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end of the

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

finally the end of

well 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

was right. How could he

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

couldn’t hold back

was overwhelmed

wasn’t until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the

she called the

and mashed potatoes

but her

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