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

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

tone sounded as though

asked, “When will we sign

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

was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

the time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking for a younger

held back tears and

the phone, Mark emitted

a rare occurrence for both of

as though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

relationship

for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it

abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she

covered her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark lying on

appeared pale as he held the

a while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

there, his hand placed gently

had a

was no guarantee

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

best thing he

Peter was sad.

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

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 years, it will be

spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

she was carrying his

this burden alone while he

go could

would welcome a new life, while he might end up

had no regrets about his

urged Mark to undergo an

he summoned a lawyer and drafted

full custody of

even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon in

the house on Gamous

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

signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

to deliver the divorce papers to

completed the necessary

covered in sweat due to the pain

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay

said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers

begrudgingly left

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry.

help burst into tears

back

respite, she allowed herself and two

living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently wiped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily

Peter and a

was slightly surprised by

that they were there

a deep breath, she opened

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

sorry for me. If I sign

thoughts but, in

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 feelings for

he was well aware

permit him to

inside, and they took their

looked around and said, “The environment is good. Did

them ice

Peter was not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital,

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 years. Do you really want things to end like

lowered her eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly

glistened

in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

ways, it would cast doubt

he still instructed the man beside

the room, promptly retrieved the document and began

part she clearly grasped was

What did he mean?

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

to continue, nor could he reveal the complete

grasp

the document and carefully

generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to

the house on Gamous Road and

in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir

agreement and then affixed her

the papers, and her eyes

the end of

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

Mark was right. How could

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

couldn’t hold back

overwhelmed with remorse, her

that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in

called

and

had no appetite, but

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