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

care of

sounded as though he was

asked, “When will we sign

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition

time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or

back tears and

end of the phone, Mark emitted a

fallout, laughter was a

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

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

relationship had reached this

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

abruptly

to the staircase, she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

pale as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard

there, his hand placed

a severe stomach

was no guarantee of the problem

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

free was the best thing

Peter was sad.

perspective

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 her to find

he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

so, she was

chosen to bear this burden alone while he

go could

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

Mark had no

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

summoned a lawyer and drafted a

gave Cecilia full custody

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

bequeathed the house on Gamous

fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through

he signed

clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

deliver the divorce papers to

the necessary

covered in sweat due to the pain he was

don’t go, I won’t

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

please

begrudgingly left with the

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She

help burst into tears

arrived back

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

she saw Peter and a stranger

was slightly surprised by

that they were there

breath, she opened

help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we

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

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

well aware of Mark’s

didn’t permit him to

them inside, and they

around and said, “The environment is good.

them

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

he couldn’t bring himself to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan

eyes, pondering

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened with

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

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

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly

What did he mean?

Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your

the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret

fully grasp the meaning behind

she took the document

her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

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

Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might

then affixed her signature

fixed on the papers,

finally the end of their

the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He

right. How could

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry,

couldn’t hold

overwhelmed with

settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze,

called the

beefsteaks and

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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