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

gently, “That’s good. Take care of

though

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

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

returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or

held back tears and

other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

their fallout, laughter was a rare

shared

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you

last, their relationship had reached this

just a few seconds, it felt like they had

and abruptly

the staircase, she slammed the

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

as he held the

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even

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

hand placed gently on his

a

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

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 the last thing the

the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover.

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

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea

so, she was carrying his

to bear this burden alone while he

go could

set each other free, she would welcome

no

room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

lawyer and drafted a divorce

full custody

cash and property, and even named Edwin as the

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

body covered in sweat due to the pain

don’t go, I

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

Lina said, “Peter, please go

left

to cry. She always

couldn’t help burst

back at

herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

surprised by their

that they were there

a deep breath, she

are your eyes red? Are you crying?

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign

his thoughts but, in the

in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her

he was well aware

to disclose it

inside, and they took their

“The environment

served them ice

not in the right state of mind. Mark was still

consideration, he couldn’t bring 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 really want things to

lowered her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly

glistened with

the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

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

sadness, he still instructed the

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and

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

What did he mean?

“Mr. Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your

to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the

document and

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

Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

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

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

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers,

finally the

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

How could he keep

left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

overwhelmed

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

called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but

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