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

Take care of yourself

sounded as though he

asked, “When will we

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

he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the

the time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

with me? Is being my wife unbearable for

held back tears and

the other end of the phone, Mark

was a rare occurrence

shared

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll

their relationship had

just a few seconds, it

abruptly ended the

the staircase, she slammed the

covered her mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

into the

as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

lay there, his hand

a severe stomach

successful, there was no guarantee

couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the

her free was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change

was only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more

these words, he had no idea

so, she was carrying

bear this burden

go could be

welcome a new life, while he

no

room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo

a lawyer and drafted a divorce

Cecilia full

named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

specifically bequeathed the house

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

he signed

his abdomen, lost in thought

deliver the divorce papers

papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

bed, his body covered in sweat

don’t go,

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more

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

left

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry.

that, Lina couldn’t help burst

arrived back at her

herself

alone in the living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the

saw Peter and a stranger

slightly surprised by

were there

a deep breath, she

your eyes red? Are you crying? If you

won’t feel sorry for me. If

expressing his thoughts but, in the

Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her

he was well aware of

permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they

environment is good.

served them

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

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 to end

lowered her eyes,

brief silence, she softly

eyes glistened

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared

deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would

still instructed the

promptly retrieved the document and

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

What did he mean?

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, because…

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her

grasp the meaning

the document and carefully

quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

the end of their

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.

right. How could he

said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She

called

want beefsteaks and

appetite, but her unborn child

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