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

of yourself and remember to

sounded as though he was

asked, “When

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

stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition to

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

wife unbearable for one more day? Or

held back tears and

end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had

she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it

and abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed the door behind

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

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

pale as he held

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

there, his hand placed

a severe stomach

was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

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

her free was the best

Peter was sad.

perspective

years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as

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

was

chosen to bear this burden alone while he

go could be

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

had no

Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

lawyer and drafted

gave Cecilia full custody of

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

house on Gamous

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted

he signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

the divorce papers to

papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

bed, his body covered in sweat

firmly said, “If you don’t

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce

begrudgingly left with

not to

Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at

respite, she allowed herself and

in thought, her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door,

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger

slightly surprised by

realized that they were there to deliver

breath, she opened

your

feel sorry for me. If I sign it,

thoughts but, in the

found himself in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften

was well aware

permit him to

them inside, and

looked around and said, “The environment is good. Did

served them

of mind. Mark was still in

and Mr. Evan could talk

her eyes,

softly asked, “Where

glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared

had to part ways, it

still instructed

promptly retrieved the

herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly

What did he mean?

Peter said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets 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

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp

took the document and carefully reviewed

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

house on Gamous Road and

in the future, and Edwin might

of the agreement and then affixed her signature at

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

finally the

illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know.

could he keep holding

wanted me to tell you not

hold

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened

she called the

and mashed potatoes

no appetite, but her unborn

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