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

gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself and

sounded as though he was saying

for a moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

he replied quietly,

was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

the time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are

back tears and replied,

the phone, Mark emitted

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already signed

relationship had reached this

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

and abruptly ended

she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into

pale as he held

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to take back what

lay there, his hand placed

a severe stomach

was

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

the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

as young now. If I

no idea that Cecilia was just

she was carrying his

had chosen to bear this burden

letting go

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

no regrets about his

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

a lawyer and drafted a divorce

full custody of

even named Edwin as the

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on

he signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

hesitated to deliver the

completed the necessary

covered in sweat due to the pain he

firmly said, “If you don’t go,

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

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers to

left

“Tell her not to

that, Lina couldn’t help burst

back at

herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

a

was slightly surprised by their

that they were there to deliver

breath,

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,

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering

was well aware

him to disclose it to

inside, and they

and said, “The environment is good. Did

served them

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

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

her eyes, pondering

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened

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

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

he still instructed the

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading

she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was

What did he mean?

harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of

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

fully grasp the

she took the document

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

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

more children in the future, and Edwin might not be

the agreement and then affixed her signature at the

fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up

the end of

that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a

was right. How could he keep holding

wanted me to

Cecilia couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively

called the

and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but her unborn child

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