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 remember to eat properly,

sounded as though he

moment and asked,

shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m

was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

an expedition

time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

my wife

tears

other end of the phone, Mark

laughter was a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already

relationship

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

slumping against the

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

as

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia

his hand placed gently on

had a

there was

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

the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover.

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

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea

was carrying his

bear this burden alone while he granted her

go

each other free, she would welcome a

Mark had no regrets about his

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

gave Cecilia full custody

and property, and even named Edwin as the sole

house on Gamous Road to

extensive, and even with a high fever of

signed

his abdomen, lost in thought

deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

covered in

firmly said, “If you don’t go, I won’t undergo the

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical

please go and give the divorce papers

left with

“Tell her not to cry. She always

help burst into tears

arrived back

respite, she allowed herself and two

thought, her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily wiping her

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger

slightly surprised by their

that they were there

breath, she

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

feel sorry for me. If I

thoughts but, in the end, chose

Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation

was well aware of

didn’t permit him to disclose

them inside, and they

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go to

them

not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in

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 throughout these

lowered her eyes,

softly asked,

glistened

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

part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence

he still instructed the man beside him,

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

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

What did he mean?

regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For

he reveal the complete

fully grasp the meaning behind

took the document and carefully reviewed its

various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf

remarry and have more children in the

the agreement and then

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and

the

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

could he keep holding

they left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

Cecilia couldn’t hold

overwhelmed with

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

called the

want beefsteaks and

but her unborn

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