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

of yourself and remember to eat properly,

as though he was

asked,

voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them when I

stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

expedition to the North

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

me? Is being my wife unbearable

back tears and

of the phone, Mark emitted a

fallout, laughter was a rare

they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter

last, their relationship had reached this

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

abruptly ended the

to the staircase, she slammed the

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

pale as he

a while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

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

his hand placed gently

had a severe stomach

was successful, there was

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

the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you

not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years,

words, he had no idea

so, she was

chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted

letting go

she would welcome a

no regrets about his

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

and drafted a

full

Edwin as the sole successor to the

the house

high fever of

he signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the divorce papers to

signed the papers and completed the

the bed, his body covered in sweat due to

“If you don’t go, I won’t

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

Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the

left with the

“Tell her not to cry.

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at

a respite, she allowed herself and

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door,

and a stranger who resembled

slightly surprised by their

then realized that they were there

deep breath, she

ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you

sorry for me. If I sign

expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose

Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering

he was well aware of Mark’s

didn’t permit him to disclose

them inside, and they took

looked around and said, “The environment is

them ice

mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want

lowered her eyes, pondering

softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such a perplexing

were had to part ways, it would

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

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began

The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous

What did he mean?

toward

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

she took the document and carefully

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

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

in the future, and Edwin might not

of the agreement and then affixed

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes

was finally the end

knew her well enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed

Mark was right. How could he keep holding

and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t cry,

couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed with

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

she called

beefsteaks and mashed

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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