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

good. Take care of

though he was saying

asked, “When will we sign the

was taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them

he was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more

tears and replied,

of the phone, Mark emitted a small

was a rare occurrence for both of

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had reached

help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their years

and abruptly

the staircase, she slammed

her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

appeared pale as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife, Lina,

Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push

hand placed gently on his

had a severe stomach

the surgery was successful, there was no

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

the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover.

she’s not as

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a

so, she was

bear this burden alone while he

go could be

welcome a new life, while he might end

had no regrets about

room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

drafted a divorce agreement

Cecilia full custody

offered cash and property, and even named Edwin as the

house on Gamous

high fever

he signed

his abdomen, lost in

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers to

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

his body covered in sweat due to

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

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

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

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at her

allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door,

a

slightly surprised by their

then realized that they were there to deliver the

deep breath,

are your eyes red?

for me. If I sign it, we will be

expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose

to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this

well aware of Mark’s

didn’t permit him to disclose it to

inside, and they took their

around and said, “The environment is good. Did

them ice

not in the right state of mind. Mark was

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 overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want

her eyes, pondering

she softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened with

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared

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

instructed the man beside him,

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

a bewildered state. The only part she clearly

What did he mean?

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

the complete truth.

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

document

granting her various assets.

Road and declined to receive Evans

and have more children in the future, and Edwin

and then affixed her signature at the end of the

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes

was finally the

truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the

could he keep

they left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t cry,

couldn’t hold back her

was overwhelmed

out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in

called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

no appetite, but her

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