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 better

gently, “That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

tone sounded as though he was saying

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

replied quietly, “I’m on

he was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the North

the time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or

held back tears

the phone, Mark emitted

fallout, laughter was a

they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

my flight soon

relationship had

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

abruptly

staircase, she slammed

slumping

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

pale as he

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

was still hope. Why did you have to push

hand

a severe stomach

there was no guarantee of the problem not

than Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer

her free was the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for

words, he had no idea that Cecilia

she was carrying his

this burden alone while he granted

letting go

welcome a new

had no regrets about

urged Mark

drafted a divorce agreement

Cecilia full custody

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

house on Gamous Road

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

signed his

his abdomen, lost in

to deliver the divorce

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

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

you don’t go,

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could prove

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

left with the

“Tell her not to cry. She always loves to

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently wiped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping her

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

surprised by their

they were there

breath, she opened

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

for me. If I sign it,

expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

illness. He believed that

was well aware of

to disclose it to

them inside, and

and said, “The environment is

served them

the right state of mind. Mark was still

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 things to

her eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly

glistened

in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It

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

still instructed the man

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading it

herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped

What did he mean?

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,

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the

document and carefully

her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined

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

the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature

on the papers, and her eyes welled

finally the end of

knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He

right. How could he keep

wanted me to tell

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse,

wasn’t until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie.

called

want beefsteaks and mashed

but her

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