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

sounded as though

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will we

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

he was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

the time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

wife unbearable for one more day? Or

tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

laughter was a rare occurrence for

though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce

their relationship had

Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds,

and abruptly ended

she slammed the

slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the

pale as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even

was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s

there, his hand placed

a

was successful, there was no

realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the

the best thing

Peter was sad.

your perspective would

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 for a few more years, it will be tough

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

so, she was

to bear this burden alone

letting go could be

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

had no regrets about

the doctors urged Mark to undergo

drafted a divorce agreement

Cecilia full

named Edwin as the sole

the house on Gamous

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed his

he clutched his abdomen,

deliver the divorce papers

and completed the necessary

in sweat due to the pain he

“If you don’t go,

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

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

left

to cry. She

that, Lina couldn’t help

arrived back at her

allowed herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

was slightly surprised by their

were there to deliver

deep breath, she opened

eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes

feel sorry for me. If I sign it,

but, in the end, chose

found himself in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He

well aware of

permit him to

allowed them inside, and

and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them

Peter was not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the

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

her eyes, pondering

brief silence, she softly asked,

glistened

the hospital, while

a couple as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt

deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly

part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous

What did he mean?

deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete

fully grasp the meaning

the document and carefully

granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

children in the future,

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at

fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up

was finally the end

might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know. It

could he

they left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted

hold back

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

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

she called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

but her

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