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 and remember

sounded as though he was saying

and asked, “When will

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

was stalling and

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

the time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you

tears and

the phone, Mark emitted a small

a rare

appeared as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll

relationship had reached this

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

agreed and abruptly ended

staircase, she slammed the

covered her mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

hand placed gently

a severe stomach

was no guarantee of the

provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could

was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

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

together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her

had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

she was carrying his

burden alone

go could be

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

Mark had no regrets about

hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an

a lawyer and drafted a divorce

Cecilia full

offered cash and property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

hesitated to deliver the

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

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

don’t go, I won’t undergo the

to convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than

her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go

begrudgingly left

her not to cry. She always loves to

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at her

herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

surprised by

were

a deep breath, she opened

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

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

but,

inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might

well aware of

him to disclose it to

and they

environment

them

right state of mind.

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

eyes, pondering the

she softly asked, “Where is

glistened with

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true

instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

promptly

she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she

What did he mean?

took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you

the complete truth. It wasn’t

fully grasp the meaning behind his

took the document

in granting her various assets. However, she made a

house on Gamous Road and

the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might

of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers,

finally the end

enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the

right. How could

Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

hold

was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

until 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

she called the

want beefsteaks and mashed

had no appetite, but her unborn

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