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 yourself and remember

as though

and asked, “When will we sign

was taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly,

and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition

returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking for

held back tears

end of the phone,

laughter was a rare

as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

then said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the

relationship had reached this

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

abruptly ended

staircase, she slammed the door

her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark lying

appeared pale as he held the

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

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

hand placed gently

a severe stomach

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

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

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

not as young now. If

had no idea that Cecilia

she was carrying his

chosen to bear this burden

letting go

she would welcome

Mark had no regrets about

doctors urged Mark to

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

gave Cecilia full custody of

cash and property, and even named Edwin as

also specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on

he signed his

clutched his abdomen,

deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their

in

you don’t go,

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

said, “Peter, please go and give

left with

“Tell her not to cry. She

help

back

respite, she allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

was slightly surprised

were there to deliver the

deep breath, she opened

ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign it,

his thoughts but, in the

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

was well aware of

him to disclose it to

inside, and

and said, “The environment

them

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

consideration, he couldn’t 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

eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked,

glistened with

while Cecilia

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

sadness, he still instructed the man beside

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

What did he mean?

matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be a couple, you shouldn’t become enemies,

the complete truth. It wasn’t

grasp the meaning behind

took the document

had been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

the house on Gamous Road and declined to

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

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

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

was finally the end of

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. It

could he keep

on her shoulder and said, “He wanted

Cecilia couldn’t hold

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened

called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

but her unborn child needed

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