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

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

tone sounded as though he

a moment and asked,

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the

he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

so eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one

tears

of the phone, Mark emitted

their fallout, laughter was a

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had reached

couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their years

and abruptly ended the

the staircase, she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

wheeled into

pale as he held

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

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

a severe stomach

there was no guarantee of the

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

best

Peter was sad.

bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover.

she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a

words, he had no idea that

she was carrying

to bear this burden alone while

letting go could be

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

no

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

gave Cecilia full custody of

and property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to

house

fever of 39.5 degrees,

signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

hesitated to deliver the

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

bed, his body covered in sweat due to

“If you don’t

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

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left with the

not to cry. She always

couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at her

allowed herself and

in thought, her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door,

she saw Peter and a stranger

was slightly surprised

they were there to deliver the

breath, she opened the

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

feel sorry for me. If I

but, in the end, chose not

illness. He believed that this revelation might

well aware of Mark’s

to disclose it

and they took

and said, “The environment is good.

served them ice

the right state of mind. Mark was still

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.

her eyes,

she softly asked, “Where

glistened

happening was utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while

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

he still instructed the man beside him,

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

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

What did he mean?

very moment, Peter said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s 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

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

the document and

been quite generous in granting her various assets. However,

on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

more children in the future, and Edwin

agreement and then affixed her signature at the end

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her

was finally the end of

if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt

Mark was right. How could he keep holding her

pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

overwhelmed

wasn’t until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze,

she called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her unborn child needed

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