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

said gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

tone sounded as though he was

asked, “When will we sign the

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

and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

an expedition to

he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking for a younger

held back tears and

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

then said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have

relationship had reached this

couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their years of

abruptly ended the

the staircase, she slammed the door

slumping against the

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

pale as

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to

there, his hand placed

a severe

there was no

to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last

best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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

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

he had no idea that

she was carrying

chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted her

go

free, she would welcome a new life,

Mark had no

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

full custody of

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

also specifically bequeathed the house

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

signed his

clutched his abdomen,

the divorce papers to

the necessary formalities, their marriage

on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to

you don’t go, I won’t undergo the

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could prove

please go and

begrudgingly left with the

“Tell her not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at her

herself and two

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping

a stranger who resembled

was slightly surprised

that they were there to

a deep breath, she opened

are your eyes

won’t feel sorry for me.

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

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

well

didn’t permit him to

them inside, and they took their

looked around and said, “The environment is good.

them ice

the right state of mind. Mark

consideration, he couldn’t bring 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

eyes, pondering the

she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on

instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house

What did he mean?

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

bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete

couldn’t fully grasp the

took the document and carefully reviewed its

granting her various assets. However, she made a

the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

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

then

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her

the

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

was right. How could he

wanted me to tell you

couldn’t hold back

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

she called

beefsteaks and

appetite, but her unborn child

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