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

said gently, “That’s good. Take care of

tone sounded as though he

moment and asked,

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

stalling and

“At least four months.”

an expedition

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

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

held back tears and replied,

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

their fallout, laughter was a rare

though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon

relationship had

In just a few seconds, it felt like

agreed and abruptly

she

mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

appeared pale as

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

even

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

his hand placed gently on his

had a

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

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

the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after

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

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

she was carrying his

bear this burden alone while

letting go could be

they set each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he

Mark had no regrets about his

room, the doctors urged Mark

and drafted a divorce agreement

full custody

named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon

the house

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

he signed his

his abdomen, lost

to deliver the

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

his body covered in sweat due to the pain he

don’t go,

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

please go and

left

“Tell her not to

help burst into tears

arrived back at her

she allowed herself and two nannies

was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door,

and a stranger who resembled a

surprised by

that they were there to

deep breath,

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

me. If I sign it, we

his thoughts but, in the end,

himself in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed

was well

didn’t permit him to disclose

them inside, and they

said, “The environment is good.

them ice

of mind. Mark was still in the

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

eyes,

brief silence, she softly

eyes glistened

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

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

still instructed the

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

in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that

What did he mean?

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

to continue, nor could he reveal the complete

grasp the meaning behind his

the document

had been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

Mark might remarry and have more children in the

then affixed her signature at the end of the

the papers,

was finally the end of their

signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving

Mark was right. How could he keep

“He wanted

Cecilia couldn’t hold

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

of her reverie.

she called the

and mashed

appetite, but her

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