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

care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

though he was

a moment and asked, “When will we sign

he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip.

was stalling and

“At least four months.”

expedition

the time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one

back tears and

of the phone, Mark emitted a small

was a rare occurrence

though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll

relationship had

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

abruptly ended

staircase, she

slumping

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

appeared pale as

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

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

hand placed gently on his

a severe stomach

was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the Fowler

was the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

your perspective would

29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a

idea that Cecilia was just a wall

was

to bear this burden alone while he granted

go

free, she would welcome a new

no regrets

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark

a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

gave Cecilia full custody of

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

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

high fever

signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost in

deliver the divorce papers

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the necessary

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to

you don’t go, I won’t undergo

Evans’

“Peter, please go and give

begrudgingly left with

her not to

couldn’t help

back

she allowed herself

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently wiped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

the peephole, she saw Peter and a

was slightly surprised by

that they were there to deliver

breath, she

“Why are your eyes red?

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

his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep feelings for

he was well aware of

him to disclose it

allowed them inside, and they took

“The environment is good. Did Edwin go to

served them ice

state of mind. Mark was still in the

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

lowered her eyes, pondering

silence, she softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened

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

love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the

the room, promptly retrieved the document and began

herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house

What did he mean?

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 longer

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell

fully grasp the meaning

she took the document

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

Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

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

the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at

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

was finally the end

might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of

right. How could he

“He wanted me

couldn’t hold back her

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

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 kitchen in a daze, mechanically

she called the

and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her

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