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

Take care of yourself and remember to eat

as though he was saying

hesitated for a moment and asked,

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

was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the North

returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

back tears

other end of the phone, Mark emitted

a rare occurrence for

though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had

Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their

and abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed the door

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the

appeared pale as he

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away?

his hand placed gently on

had a

successful, there was no

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

the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you

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

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

was carrying

had chosen to bear this burden alone while

letting go could

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

no

doctors urged Mark

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

full custody

Edwin as the

bequeathed the house on Gamous

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

signed

abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the divorce

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

on the bed, his body covered in sweat due

“If you don’t go,

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now.

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the

left with

not to cry. She always loves to

Lina couldn’t help burst

back

she allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a

was slightly surprised by their

that they were there to deliver

breath, she opened

red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red?

me. If I sign it,

his thoughts but, in the end, chose

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

was well aware

permit him to disclose

inside, and they

“The environment is

them ice

the right state of mind. Mark was still in the

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

eyes,

she softly

glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

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

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

the heavy atmosphere 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

What did he mean?

harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be

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

fully grasp the meaning

the document and carefully reviewed its

assets. However, she

Road and declined to receive Evans

possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the

and then affixed her signature at the end

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

was finally the end

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 know. It was

Mark was right. How could

wanted me to tell

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

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 opened the

called

and mashed potatoes for

no appetite, but her

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