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,

as though he was

a moment and asked, “When will we

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

and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

break up with me? Is being my wife

tears and

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

laughter was a rare occurrence for both

shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

flight soon I’ll have Peter send

relationship

just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their

agreed and abruptly

she slammed

slumping against

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator,

pale as

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

do this? There was still hope. Why did you

his hand placed gently on

a severe stomach

was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

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

best thing he

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

I can’t 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 for a few more years, it will be tough for her to

these words, he had no idea

was carrying

this burden alone while he granted her

letting go

she would welcome a new life, while he might

no

urged Mark to undergo an operation

drafted a divorce agreement in

full

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

also specifically bequeathed the house on

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed his

he clutched his abdomen,

to deliver the divorce papers

completed the necessary formalities, their

in

firmly said, “If you don’t go, I

the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’

in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and

left with

to cry.

help

back

respite, she allowed herself and

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

slightly surprised by

then realized that they were there to deliver the divorce

a deep breath,

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

for me. If

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end,

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

well

permit him to disclose

inside, and they took their

environment is good. Did Edwin

them ice

of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

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 to

eyes, pondering the

she softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

deeply in love as they were had to part ways,

instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

room, promptly retrieved the

she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed

What did he mean?

matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But

the complete truth. It

grasp the meaning behind

document and carefully reviewed its

granting her various assets. However,

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

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

then affixed her signature at

the papers, and

finally the end of

the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving

How could he

said, “He wanted me to tell you

hold back her

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door,

called the

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

appetite, but her unborn

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