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

of yourself

sounded as though

asked, “When will

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

stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

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

back tears and replied,

the phone, Mark emitted

fallout, laughter was a rare

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

then said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon

last, their relationship had reached this

crying. In just a few seconds,

abruptly ended

she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the

appeared pale as

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

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

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

hand placed gently

had a severe

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

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

was the best thing

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change

she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for her to find

no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

so, she was carrying his

this burden alone while he granted her

letting go could

each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end up

had no

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an

lawyer and drafted a divorce

Cecilia full custody of

as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

specifically bequeathed the house

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed

his abdomen,

to deliver the

papers and completed the necessary formalities,

the bed, his body covered in sweat due to

said, “If you don’t go,

warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical

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

begrudgingly left with the

to cry. She always loves

Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at

allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping her

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

was slightly surprised by

were there to deliver the

breath, she

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

feel sorry for me. If I sign it,

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed

was well

permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they took

environment is good. Did Edwin go

them

right state of mind. Mark was still in the

up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome

lowered her eyes,

she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened

was happening was utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

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

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the

the room, promptly retrieved the document and

state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

What did he mean?

harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the

couldn’t fully grasp

the document

in granting her various assets. However,

and

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

terms of the agreement and then affixed her

her gaze remained fixed on the papers,

the

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

was right. How could he keep holding her

shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you

couldn’t hold

was overwhelmed

settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She

called

and mashed potatoes for

no appetite, but her unborn child

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