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

said gently, “That’s good. Take care of

though he was saying

for a moment and asked,

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

was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

an expedition

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

tears and replied,

the other end of the

laughter was a rare occurrence

shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship

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

abruptly

she slammed

her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

as he held the

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

still hope. Why did

lay there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe

successful, there was no

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 Fowler

her free was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

Peter, Cecilia was only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I

no idea that Cecilia was just

was carrying his

had chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted her

letting go could be

welcome

had no regrets about

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

a lawyer and drafted

full custody of

as

bequeathed the house

a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on

he signed

clutched his abdomen,

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

covered in sweat

you don’t go, I won’t undergo the

“Mr. Evans’ condition is

said, “Peter, please go and give the

begrudgingly left with the

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She always loves

couldn’t help burst

arrived back

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the

a stranger who resembled a

was slightly surprised

then realized that they were there

breath, she opened the

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

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

but, in the

found 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

was well aware of

didn’t permit him to

allowed them inside, and they took their

and said, “The environment is good. Did

them

the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these

eyes, pondering

softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him.

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

he still instructed

promptly retrieved the document and

Cecilia listened, she found 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?

resolutely, “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 shared past,

reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the

document and carefully reviewed

had been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

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

the papers, and her eyes welled

the end

to understand that 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

Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me

couldn’t hold

she 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

called the

and mashed potatoes

but her unborn child

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