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.

much

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

sounded as though he

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

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

stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you

back tears and replied,

of the phone, Mark emitted a

laughter was a rare

they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the

last, their relationship had reached

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

abruptly ended

to the staircase, she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into

appeared pale as he held

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

there, his hand

had a

was no guarantee of

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

was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change

at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for her

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

was carrying his

to bear this burden alone

go

they set each other free, she would welcome

no

Mark to undergo an

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

full custody

even named Edwin as the sole

bequeathed the house on

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

signed

he clutched his abdomen,

to deliver the divorce

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

body covered in sweat due to the pain he was

don’t go, I won’t undergo

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left with the

“Tell her not to cry.

that, Lina couldn’t help burst

arrived back at her

allowed herself and two

room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

Peter and a stranger

was slightly surprised

that they were

deep breath, she opened

help but ask, “Why are your

me. If I sign it, we will

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften

he was well aware of

him to disclose it to

inside, and they took

environment is good. Did

them ice

the right state of mind. Mark was still

and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want things to end like

her eyes, pondering the

silence, she softly

eyes glistened with

while Cecilia clearly still cared

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

instructed

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

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

What did he mean?

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 become enemies,

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp

the document

granting her various assets. However, she

the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

then affixed

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

the

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

right. How could

Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

couldn’t hold back her

overwhelmed with

out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a

she called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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