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

“That’s good. Take care of yourself

tone sounded as though he was saying

asked, “When

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition

he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

with me? Is being my wife

tears and

of the phone, Mark

a rare occurrence for both

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have

last, their relationship had reached

just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up

abruptly ended

she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as he held

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even

do this? There was still hope. Why did you

there, his hand placed gently on

a severe

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was

the best thing

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you

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

idea that Cecilia was just

she was

to bear this burden alone while he granted her

go could be

she would welcome a new life, while he

Mark had no regrets about

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

drafted a divorce agreement

full

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

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

paperwork was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted

signed

his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the

the papers and completed the necessary

on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to

you don’t go,

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

said, “Peter, please go

left with

her not to

help burst into

arrived back at her

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping her

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a

surprised

realized that they were there to deliver the

deep breath,

your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr.

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

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften

well aware of Mark’s

to disclose

and they took

environment is good.

served them ice

mind.

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 end

eyes, pondering

softly

eyes glistened with

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It

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

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

the room, promptly retrieved

she clearly grasped was that Mark

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, even if you can no longer be a couple, you

continue, nor could he reveal the

fully grasp the meaning behind

document and carefully

in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to claim

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

have more children in the future, and

then affixed her

fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

the end of

enough 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

Mark was right. How could he keep

“He wanted me to tell you

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

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

called

beefsteaks and mashed

appetite, but

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