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

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

as though

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

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

he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the North

time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

back tears and

other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

a

as though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon

relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

as he

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

hand placed gently

had a severe stomach

there was no guarantee of the problem

her. Despite his efforts, the only thing

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

perspective

as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it

no idea that Cecilia was

was

chosen to bear this burden alone

letting go could be

free, she would welcome a

Mark had no regrets about his

Mark to undergo an operation as soon

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

Cecilia full

as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon in

the house on

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

to deliver the divorce papers

completed the necessary

body covered in

don’t go,

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

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

left with

her not to cry. She always

couldn’t help burst

arrived back at

she allowed herself and two

was lost in thought, her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily

and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

was slightly surprised by their

then realized that they were there to deliver the

breath, she opened

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

won’t feel sorry for me. If I

expressing his thoughts but, in the

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

he was well aware of Mark’s

him to disclose it

inside, and they

“The environment is

them ice

not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the

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

lowered her eyes,

she softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened with

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

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

he still instructed the man beside

in the room, promptly

bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark

What did he mean?

fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the

nor could he reveal the complete

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp

document and

been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined

have more children in the future,

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

remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up

the end of their

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 to know. It was

How could he keep holding

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a

called the

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her

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