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

good. Take care of yourself and remember

as though he was

and asked, “When will we sign

a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on

and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the North

time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

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

held back tears and

other end of the phone, Mark

a

appeared as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

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

relationship had

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

agreed and abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as he

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s

consoled Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to

there, his hand placed gently on his

had a

was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth,

was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

got together. And look at her; she’s not as young

idea that Cecilia was

she was carrying his

this burden alone

go could be

welcome a

Mark had no regrets about

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as

drafted

gave Cecilia full custody of

offered cash and property, and even named Edwin as the sole

house

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

he signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost

hesitated to deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain

you don’t go,

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

Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the

left with the

not to cry. She

Lina couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at her

herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who

was slightly surprised by their

they were there to

breath, she opened the

your

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

expressing his thoughts but, in the end,

inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep feelings

was well aware

to

them inside, and they took their

said, “The environment is good. Did

them ice

state of mind. Mark was still in

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

lowered her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked,

eyes glistened

baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was

had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true love in

he still instructed the man beside him,

in the room, promptly retrieved the document

Cecilia listened, she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark

What did he mean?

harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

she took the document and carefully reviewed

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

and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf

have more children in

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

the papers, and her eyes welled up with

the end of their

her well enough to understand 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

was right. How could

wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please

couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed with

of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened

she called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

but her

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