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

Take care of yourself and remember to

sounded as though he

moment and asked, “When will we

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the North

he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for

back tears and

of the phone, Mark emitted a

a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

their relationship had

couldn’t help crying. In just a

and abruptly ended

to the staircase, she slammed the

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

into

appeared pale as he held

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

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

his hand placed gently on

a severe stomach

there was no guarantee

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

free was the best thing

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you

wait. 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

these words, he had no idea

she was

had chosen to bear this burden alone

letting go

she would welcome a new life, while he might end up

had no regrets about his

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

he summoned a lawyer and drafted

full custody

Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

the house on Gamous Road

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

deliver the divorce papers

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

his body covered in sweat due to the

you don’t go, I won’t

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

“Peter, please

left with the

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always loves

couldn’t help burst

back at her

she allowed herself

room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily

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

was slightly surprised

that they were there

deep breath, she

“Why are your

for me. If

his thoughts but, in the end, chose

about Mark’s illness. He believed that

he was well aware

permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and

and said, “The environment is good.

served them

right state of mind.

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

eyes,

she softly asked,

eyes glistened with

in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him.

had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true love in the

he still instructed the man beside him,

in the room, promptly retrieved

herself in a bewildered state. The only 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 if you can

to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

the document and carefully

granting her various assets. However, she

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

in the future, and Edwin

the terms of the agreement and then affixed

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her

the end of

to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt

could he

said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so

hold back

she was overwhelmed with

reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze,

called the

want beefsteaks and mashed

had no appetite, but

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