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 to eat properly,

as though he was saying

for a moment and asked, “When will

he replied quietly, “I’m on

and

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

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

back tears and replied,

the phone, Mark emitted a

laughter was a rare

as though 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 divorce papers.

relationship had reached this

help crying. In just a few seconds,

and abruptly

she slammed the door behind

slumping against

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into

pale as he

he

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

was still hope. Why did

there, his hand placed gently

a

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which

free was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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

only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for

idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

was carrying

burden alone while he

letting go could

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

Mark had no regrets

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

lawyer and drafted a divorce

Cecilia full

named Edwin as the sole successor to the

also specifically bequeathed the house

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

he signed

clutched his abdomen, lost

deliver the divorce papers to

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

body covered in sweat due to the

you don’t go, I

Evans’

in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and

left with the

“Tell her not to cry. She always loves

Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at her

she allowed herself and two nannies

her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled

surprised by their

then realized that they were there to

a deep breath, she opened the

ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you

won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign

thoughts but,

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

was well

permit him to disclose

inside, and they took their

looked around and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them

right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

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

eyes, pondering

softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened with

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

ways, it would cast doubt on

deep sadness, he still instructed the

the room, promptly retrieved the document

she clearly grasped was

What did he mean?

anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer

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

fully grasp the meaning

she took the document and

generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a

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

more children in the future, and Edwin

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

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

the end

her well enough 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

Mark was right. How could he

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

couldn’t hold back

was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened

called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but her unborn child

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