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

care of yourself

tone sounded as though he was saying

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

quietly, “I’m on a business

was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

expedition

time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

my wife unbearable for one more day?

back tears

the phone, Mark emitted a

was a rare occurrence for both

appeared as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already signed

last, their relationship had

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

agreed and abruptly

to the staircase, she

slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

appeared pale as he held

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even

Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push

lay there, his hand placed

had a severe stomach

was successful, there was no guarantee of

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

was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective

her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years,

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

so, she was

had chosen to bear this burden alone while he

go could be

welcome

Mark had no

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

and drafted a divorce agreement

full custody of

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

also specifically bequeathed the house

was extensive, and even with a high fever

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost

deliver the divorce papers to

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

covered in sweat due to the pain he

you don’t go, I won’t undergo the

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

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give

begrudgingly left with

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry.

Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

back

she allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door,

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

slightly surprised by their

that they were there to deliver the

a deep breath,

ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you

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

but, in the end, chose

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 considering their deep

was well aware of Mark’s

to disclose it

inside, and

“The environment is good. Did Edwin

them ice

right state of mind.

you and Mr. Evan could talk

her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened

Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

as they were had to part ways, it would

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

the room, promptly retrieved the

listened, she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house

What did he mean?

any anger you may harbor toward him. But

reveal the complete

fully grasp the meaning behind his

took the document and carefully

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

Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

children in

of the agreement and then affixed

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

finally the end of

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

Mark was right. How could

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

couldn’t hold

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

her reverie.

called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

had no appetite, but her unborn child needed

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