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

Take care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

sounded as though

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will

he replied quietly, “I’m

stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the North

time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

held back tears and replied,

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted a small

was a rare occurrence for both of

though 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 signed

relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly ended

the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the

as

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

and even

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

hand

a severe

surgery was successful, there was

he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth,

was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

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

look at her; she’s not as

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia

was carrying

this burden alone while he granted her

letting go could

she would welcome a new life, while

no

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

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

Cecilia full custody of

even named Edwin as the sole

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous

even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading

he signed

abdomen, lost in

to deliver the divorce papers to

signed the papers and completed the

bed, his body covered in sweat

you don’t go, I won’t undergo

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition

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

left

her not to cry.

help burst into tears

back

she allowed herself and

alone in 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,

peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled

slightly surprised by their

they were there to deliver the divorce

deep breath, she opened the

couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry,

sorry for me.

expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

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

was well aware of Mark’s

didn’t permit him to

them inside, and

and said, “The environment is good.

them

the right state of mind. Mark was still in the

he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all

eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly

eyes glistened

hospital, while

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

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began

herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous

What did he mean?

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

reveal the

fully grasp the

document

her various assets. However, she made

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

Mark might remarry and have more children in the future,

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

on the papers, and her eyes welled up with

was finally the end

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

Mark was right. How could he keep

and said, “He wanted me to tell you not

hold back her

was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into

called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

no appetite, but her unborn

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