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

“That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

as though he was

asked, “When will we sign the divorce

quietly, “I’m on a business trip.

and

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking for a younger

tears

end of the phone, Mark

was a rare occurrence

hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

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

relationship had reached this

just a few seconds, it felt

and abruptly

she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into

pale as he held

he

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s

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

hand placed gently

a

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

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

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

didn’t you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

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

words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a

she was carrying his

this burden alone while he granted

letting go could be

free, she would welcome a new life,

had no regrets about his

Mark to undergo an

lawyer and drafted a divorce

gave Cecilia full

Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on

signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the divorce papers to

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the

covered in

you don’t go,

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

please

begrudgingly left with

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry.

Lina couldn’t help

back at her

she allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled

surprised by

were there to deliver the divorce

breath, she opened

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

for me. If I

considered expressing his thoughts but, in

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

well aware of

to

them inside, and they took their

and said, “The environment is

them

in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

himself 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

eyes, pondering

brief silence, she softly asked,

eyes glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true

he still instructed the

promptly retrieved the document

part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

What did he mean?

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

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

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

she took the document

had been quite generous in granting her various assets.

Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

might remarry and have more children in

and then affixed

the papers,

was finally the end of their

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

could he keep

left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to

Cecilia couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen

she called

and mashed

but her unborn

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