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 better

“That’s good. Take care of yourself

though he

for a moment and asked, “When will we sign

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

stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the North

time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one

held back tears and

end of the

laughter was a rare occurrence for

shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

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

relationship

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

abruptly

she

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with

as he held the

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

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

hand placed gently on

a severe stomach

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after you recover. Why

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

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

was carrying

to bear this burden alone while he granted her

go could

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

Mark had no regrets about

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

full custody

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

house on Gamous Road to

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through

he signed

his abdomen,

to deliver the

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to

“If you don’t go, I won’t

wanted to convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything

in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

left

not to

help burst

arrived back at her

she allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

peephole, she saw Peter and a

was slightly surprised

realized that they were there to deliver the divorce

a deep breath, she opened the

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

for me. If I sign

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

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

he was well

didn’t permit him to disclose it

them inside, and they

“The environment is good. Did Edwin

them

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

to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr.

her eyes,

brief silence, she softly

eyes glistened

while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was

to part ways, it would cast

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document

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

What did he mean?

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

continue, nor could he reveal the

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

she took the document and carefully

granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

house on Gamous Road and declined to

that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir to the

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

the

the end of their

knew 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

Mark was right. How could he

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

hold back

was overwhelmed with remorse, her

that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded all

called

and mashed potatoes for

had no appetite, but

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