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 to eat properly,

tone sounded as though he was

asked, “When will we

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

and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

expedition

he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

you so eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day?

back tears

the other end of the phone,

a rare occurrence for both of

hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had

In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their years of

agreed and abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed the door

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the

pale as

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

even

to do this? There was still hope. Why

lay there, his hand

had a severe

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee

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

the best thing

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would

I 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 delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for her to

idea that Cecilia was just a wall away from

she was carrying his

to bear this burden alone while

letting go could be

other free, she would welcome

no regrets

urged Mark to undergo an

and drafted

Cecilia full custody of

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the

bequeathed the house

with a high fever of 39.5

signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

deliver the

and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain

you don’t

Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay

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

left

mumbled, “Tell her not to

that, Lina couldn’t help burst

arrived back at her

respite, she allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a

slightly surprised

realized that they were there to deliver

deep breath,

ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr.

me. If I sign it, we

but, in the

genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this

was well

didn’t permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they

said, “The environment

them

of mind. Mark was

Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these

her eyes, pondering

silence, she softly

eyes glistened with

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

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

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document

part she clearly grasped was that

What did he mean?

“Mr. 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 can no longer be a couple,

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp

she took the document and carefully reviewed

her various assets. However, she made a

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

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

the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end of the

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her

was finally the

have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving

was right. How could he keep holding

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

couldn’t hold back her

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

called

beefsteaks and

appetite, but her

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