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

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

though he was

hesitated for a moment and asked,

quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them when

stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

held back tears and

end of the phone, Mark emitted

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence

shared such

Mark sighed.

voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon

their relationship had reached

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

agreed and abruptly ended the

the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

pale as he held

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife,

was still hope. Why did you have

hand

had a severe

there was no guarantee of the problem not

to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing

the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

perspective

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 tough

these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was

she was carrying his

had chosen to bear this burden alone while he

go could be

free, she would welcome a new

no

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

drafted a

Cecilia full

named Edwin as the sole successor to the

bequeathed the house on Gamous

and even with a high fever of 39.5

signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in

the divorce papers to

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

the bed, his body covered in

don’t go,

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

said, “Peter, please go and give the

left with

not to cry. She

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back

herself and two nannies

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping her

Peter and a stranger who resembled a

was slightly surprised by their

then realized that they were

a deep breath, she

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

sorry for me. If I sign it, we will

considered expressing his thoughts but, in

to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He

he was well

to disclose it

allowed them inside, and

“The environment

them ice

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

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

eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened with

while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was

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

deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside

room, promptly

only part she clearly grasped

What did he mean?

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

could he reveal the complete

couldn’t fully grasp

document and carefully

various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to claim

and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not

then affixed her signature at the end

fixed on the

was finally the

have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of

Mark was right. How could

said, “He wanted me to tell you not

hold

them away, she was overwhelmed

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

called

and mashed

had no appetite, but her unborn

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