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

Take care of yourself and remember to

tone sounded as though he was

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

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

he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the North

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking

tears

end of the phone, Mark

their fallout, laughter was a

shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce

relationship had reached

she couldn’t help crying. In just a few

and abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

appeared pale as he

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even

have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you

his hand placed gently on his

a severe stomach

successful, there was

was considerably older than Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was

was the best thing

Peter was sad.

perspective

she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it

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

she was carrying his

had chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted

go

set each other free, she would welcome a new life, while

had no regrets

Mark

lawyer and drafted

gave Cecilia full custody of

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

the house on Gamous Road to

even with a high fever of

signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

to deliver the

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

body covered in sweat due to

you don’t go, I won’t

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could

her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go

begrudgingly left with the

not to cry.

couldn’t help

arrived back at

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

lost in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping

Peter and a stranger who resembled

surprised

then realized that they were there

a deep breath, she opened the

but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you

feel sorry for me. If

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

was well aware of Mark’s

permit him to disclose

and they

said, “The environment is good. Did

them

in the right state of mind. Mark was

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 end

eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened

while Cecilia clearly still

in love as they were had to part ways,

still instructed the man

the room, promptly retrieved the

she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house

What did he mean?

any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be a

nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t

fully grasp the meaning behind his

document and carefully reviewed its

granting her various assets. However, she

and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf

might remarry and have more children in

terms of the agreement and then

the papers, and

finally the

to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang

could he keep holding her

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

hold back her

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded all her

called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

but her unborn

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