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

sounded as though

asked, “When will we sign

he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them

felt he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

held back tears

of the phone,

was a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the

last, their relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly

to the staircase, she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

pale as

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to take back what

there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe stomach

if the surgery 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

the best

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would

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

had no idea that Cecilia was just

was

bear this burden alone while

go could

each other free, she would welcome a new life,

Mark had no

Mark to undergo an

lawyer and drafted

gave Cecilia full custody

and property, and even named Edwin as the

house on Gamous Road to

extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

signed

his abdomen, lost

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

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

firmly said, “If you don’t go,

warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything

said, “Peter, please go and give the

begrudgingly left

to cry. She always loves to

that, Lina couldn’t help

arrived back at

she allowed herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping her

a

slightly surprised

were there to deliver

breath, she opened

her red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry,

sorry for me. If I sign it,

but, in the end, chose not

genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this

well aware

him to disclose

allowed them inside, and they took

said, “The environment

them ice

of mind. Mark

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 you really want things

eyes,

a brief silence, she softly asked,

glistened with

surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly

state. The only part she clearly

What did he mean?

harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For

continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth.

fully grasp

the document and carefully reviewed its

assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to claim

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

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

the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end of the

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the

finally the

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

right. How could

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

sending them away, she was overwhelmed

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

she called

and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her unborn child needed

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