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 better

of

as though he was

moment and asked, “When will we sign the

taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m

felt he was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

held back tears

of the phone, Mark

was a

shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already signed

last, their relationship had reached this

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

agreed and abruptly ended the

the staircase, she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the

pale as he held

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

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

there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe

was

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

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after you recover. Why are

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

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away from

so, she was carrying his

had chosen to bear this burden

letting go could

would welcome a new life, while he might end up

Mark had no regrets about

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo

a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

full custody

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

specifically bequeathed the house

fever of

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost

deliver the divorce papers

completed the necessary formalities,

the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t undergo

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

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

left with

to cry. She always loves

couldn’t help

back at her

a respite, she allowed herself

thought, her arms wrapped around her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping her

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

was slightly surprised

they were there to deliver the divorce

deep breath, she

help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are

“He won’t feel sorry for me.

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the

genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep feelings for each

was well

permit him to

allowed them inside, and they took their

and said, “The environment is good.

served them

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

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

lowered her eyes,

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened with

baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such

were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of

still instructed

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

The only part she clearly grasped

What did he mean?

may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be a couple,

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret

fully grasp the meaning

took the document and carefully reviewed its

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

and declined

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

and then affixed her signature at

fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up

the end of their

knew her well 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 not giving her the opportunity to know.

How could he keep holding

wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

couldn’t hold

was overwhelmed with

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 cabinet

called the

and mashed potatoes

no appetite, but her unborn child needed

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