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

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

as though he was

asked, “When will we

replied quietly,

and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

expedition to

he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

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

held back tears

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted

was a rare

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

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship

agreed. Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds,

agreed and abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed the

covered her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

appeared pale as he held the

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

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

his hand placed gently

a severe stomach

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee

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

best thing

Peter was sad.

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

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

spoke these words, he had no idea

she was carrying

this burden alone while he

letting go could be

free, she would welcome a

had no regrets about his

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

drafted a

full

offered cash and property, and even named Edwin as the sole

also specifically bequeathed the house

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

signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost

hesitated to deliver the

papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

body covered in

“If you don’t go, I won’t

but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

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

left with the

to cry. She always loves

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at

a respite, she allowed herself

living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

surprised

then realized that they were there to deliver the divorce

a deep breath, she opened

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

sorry for me. If

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep feelings for each

well aware

didn’t permit him to

and they

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them

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

give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve

her eyes, pondering the

silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such

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

he still instructed the man beside him,

room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading it

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

What did he mean?

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

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the

the document and

generous in granting her various assets. However,

on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

in the future, and Edwin might not be

examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature

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

finally the end of their

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

could

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry,

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the

she called

want beefsteaks and

but her unborn

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