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

of yourself and remember

tone sounded as though he

moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign

he was stalling and

“At least four months.”

expedition to the North

returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

held back tears and

end of the phone, Mark emitted a

a rare occurrence for

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce

last, their relationship had reached

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

abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed the

her mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

pale as he held the

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife,

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

lay there, his hand placed gently

a

was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer

best thing he

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as

he had no idea that Cecilia

she was

to bear this burden alone while he granted

go could be

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

Mark had no

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

full custody

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

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

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

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

the divorce papers

completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

his body covered in sweat due to the pain he

said, “If you don’t go,

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

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

begrudgingly left

not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into

back at

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

in thought, her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

a stranger who

was slightly surprised by their

realized that they were there to deliver

breath, she

red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes

sorry for me. If I sign it,

but,

about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering

he was well aware of Mark’s

didn’t permit him to disclose it

and they took

“The environment is good. Did Edwin go

them ice

mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

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 to

eyes, pondering

softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened with

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

they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the

he still instructed the man beside

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

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

What did he mean?

said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He 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 a couple, you shouldn’t become enemies,

could he reveal the complete truth. It

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

document

her various assets. However, she

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and

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

terms of the agreement and then affixed

on the papers, and her eyes welled up

finally the end of

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 pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know. It

How could

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

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

was overwhelmed with remorse, her

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

she called the

and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but her unborn child needed

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255