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

“That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember

sounded as though

asked, “When will we

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

stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

on an expedition

returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

you so eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more

back tears

end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both

hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship

just a few seconds, it

abruptly

staircase, she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the

as he held the

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

Why did you have to push Cecilia

lay there, his hand placed gently

had a severe stomach

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the

best thing he could

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

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

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was

she was

chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted her

letting go

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

had no regrets

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

and drafted a

Cecilia full custody

and property, and even named Edwin as

the house

fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

signed his

abdomen,

hesitated to deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

covered in sweat

you don’t go, I won’t undergo

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now.

her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce

left with

not to cry. She always

help burst into tears

back at

allowed herself

living room, she was lost in thought, her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping

peephole, she saw Peter and a

was slightly surprised by

then realized that they were

breath,

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

“He won’t feel sorry for me.

his thoughts but,

dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed

well aware of

didn’t permit him to disclose

allowed them inside, and

“The environment is

served them

the right state of mind. Mark was still in

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

eyes,

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened

hospital, while Cecilia

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

sadness, he still instructed the man

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

part she clearly grasped

What did he mean?

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

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

fully grasp the

she took the document and

various assets.

Gamous Road and declined to receive

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

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

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up

the end of their

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

could he keep

and said, “He wanted me to

hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

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 door, and impulsively discarded all

called the

want beefsteaks and

no appetite, but her

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