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 yourself and remember

sounded as though he was saying

asked,

replied quietly,

felt he was stalling and

“At least four months.”

expedition

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking

held back tears

of the

laughter was a rare occurrence for both

they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already

last, their relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly

to the staircase, she slammed the door

mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

as he

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

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

his hand placed gently on

had a

was no guarantee of

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

was the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

didn’t you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would

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

spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just

was

burden alone while he granted her

go

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

no regrets about

Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

and drafted

gave Cecilia full custody of

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

the house on Gamous

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on

he signed

abdomen, lost in thought for

deliver the divorce

completed the necessary formalities,

body covered in sweat due to the pain

“If you don’t go, I won’t

warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left with

“Tell her not to cry. She always loves to

Lina couldn’t help burst

arrived back at

she allowed herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door,

a stranger who resembled a

was slightly surprised by

were there to

breath, she

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

for me. If I

his thoughts but, in the

found himself in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her

was well aware

him to disclose it

and they took their

and said, “The environment

them

in the right state of mind. Mark was still

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 these

lowered her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened

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

as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on

instructed the man

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading

only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous

What did he mean?

the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth.

couldn’t fully grasp the

she took the document and carefully

her various assets. However, she made

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

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

of the agreement and then

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

finally the end of

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

right. How could

shoulder and said, “He wanted

hold back

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with

she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled

called the

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but

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