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 better

care of yourself

though he was

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

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

and asked,

“At least four months.”

on an expedition

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

my wife unbearable

back tears and

other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

a rare

as though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had reached this

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

abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed the

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

pale as

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even

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

hand placed

a

successful, there was no guarantee of

He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he

her free was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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 more

idea that Cecilia

she was carrying his

this burden alone while

go could be

each other free, she would welcome a new life,

Mark had no regrets about his

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

Cecilia full

and even named Edwin as the sole

also specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

fever of 39.5

he signed

abdomen, lost in thought for a

the divorce

the necessary

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

you don’t go,

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything

“Peter, please go and give the

left with

her not to cry. She

help burst

back at her

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily

peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger

slightly surprised

then realized that they were there

breath, she opened the

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

won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we will be

considered expressing his thoughts but, in

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

was well aware of

him to disclose

them inside, and they took

“The environment is good. Did Edwin go

served them

in the right state of mind.

you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want things to

her eyes, pondering the

softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened with

happening was utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia

part ways, it

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and

bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was

What did he mean?

may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can

the complete truth. It

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

she took the document and carefully reviewed

various assets. However, she made a

on Gamous Road and declined to

children in the future, and Edwin

the agreement and then affixed her

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her

finally the end of their

might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang

was right. How could he

and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

sending them away, she was overwhelmed

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 cabinet door, and

she called

want beefsteaks and

no appetite, but

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