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

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

tone sounded as though he was

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We

stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition

time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

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

tears

of the phone, Mark

laughter was a rare occurrence for

they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll

relationship had

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

abruptly

to the staircase, she

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the

appeared pale as he held

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

hope. Why

there, his hand placed gently on his

a severe stomach

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

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would change

years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her

spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was

she was carrying

had chosen to bear this burden

letting go could

would welcome a new life, while

Mark had no regrets

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

Cecilia full

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon in

also specifically bequeathed the house

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

he signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost

hesitated to deliver the divorce

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities,

covered in sweat due to the pain he

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t

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

said, “Peter, please go and give the

begrudgingly left with the

not to cry. She always loves

Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back

allowed herself and

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

slightly surprised by

then realized that they were there to deliver the

breath, she opened the

are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you

me. If I sign it, we will be

but, in the end, chose not

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

was well

him to

inside, and they took their

and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them

of mind. Mark was still

bring himself to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk

lowered her eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where

glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

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

still instructed the man beside

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document

a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that

What did he mean?

He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of

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

fully grasp the meaning

she took the document and carefully reviewed its

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

Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature

on the papers, and her eyes

finally the end of

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 her the opportunity to

How could he

wanted me to tell you

hold back her

them away, she was overwhelmed with

out of her reverie. She stumbled

called

want beefsteaks and mashed

no appetite, but her unborn

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