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 yourself and

though he was

for a moment and asked, “When

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

and

“At least four months.”

an expedition

returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

my wife

held back tears and

the other end of the phone,

a rare occurrence for both

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

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

relationship had reached

couldn’t help crying. In just

and abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the

pale as he held

he

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even

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

hand placed gently on

had a

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee

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

the best thing

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why

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

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just

so, she was carrying his

had chosen to bear this burden alone while he

letting go

they set each other free, she would welcome a new

no regrets

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

drafted a

full custody

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

house on Gamous Road

fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

he signed his

he clutched his abdomen,

hesitated to deliver the divorce

completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

body covered in sweat due to the pain he was

you don’t

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

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the

left

to

couldn’t help

arrived back at

allowed herself and two nannies

was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

Peter and a stranger

surprised

were there to deliver the

a deep breath, she

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

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

but, in the end, chose

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

didn’t permit him to

allowed them inside, and they took

around and said, “The environment is good.

them

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

asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these

eyes,

softly

eyes glistened

while Cecilia clearly still cared

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

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

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

in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

What did he mean?

matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia…

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

document and carefully

quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she

Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

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

then affixed her

fixed on the papers, and her

finally the end

understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt

was right. How could he keep holding her

said, “He wanted me to tell you not to

Cecilia couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

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

she called

and

had no appetite, but

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