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

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

though he

moment and asked, “When will we

while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We

he was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

expedition

the time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

held back tears and replied,

of the phone,

a

shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had

In just a few seconds, it felt

and abruptly

staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

wheeled into

as he

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife,

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

his hand placed gently on his

had a

successful, there was no guarantee of

to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the Fowler family

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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

can’t wait. Peter, Cecilia was only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as

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

was carrying his

chosen to bear this burden alone

letting go

welcome a new life, while he

Mark had no

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

gave Cecilia full

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to

house on Gamous Road to

paperwork was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed

clutched his abdomen,

to deliver the

the papers and completed the necessary formalities,

his body covered in

firmly said, “If you don’t go, I won’t undergo the

Evans’ condition is more

“Peter, please go

left

her not to cry. She always loves

that, Lina couldn’t help

back at her

allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping her

saw Peter and a

surprised by

were there to deliver the

deep breath,

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

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

thoughts but, in the end,

found 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

he was well aware of Mark’s

him to disclose it

inside, and they took

“The environment is good.

them

the right state of mind. Mark was still in

to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is 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

lowered her eyes, pondering the

silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt

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

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

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

What did he mean?

Peter said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell after

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

took the document and carefully

her various assets. However, she

Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

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

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

fixed on the

finally the end of

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

How could

left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted

Cecilia couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed

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

she called

and mashed

appetite, but her unborn child needed

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