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

care of yourself and remember to eat

sounded as though

for a moment and asked, “When

taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can

he was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

the time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

with me? Is being my wife

back tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

a rare

appeared as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon

their relationship had reached

help crying. In just a few

abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed the

her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark

as he

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard

his hand placed gently on his

had a

successful, there was

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

the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

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

idea that Cecilia was just a wall away from

was carrying

had chosen to bear this burden alone while

letting go

she would welcome

no regrets about

Mark to undergo an operation

he summoned a lawyer and drafted

gave Cecilia full custody of

cash and property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to

the house on

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

signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost

deliver the

and completed the

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due

“If you don’t go, I won’t undergo the

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

in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers to

begrudgingly left with

to

Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at her

allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

the peephole, she saw Peter and a

was slightly surprised by

then realized that they were there to deliver the

a deep breath, she opened the

your eyes red? Are you crying?

sorry for me. If I

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end,

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 of

didn’t permit him to disclose it

them inside, and they took their

“The environment is

served them

Peter was not in the right state of mind. Mark

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

eyes, pondering

she softly asked, “Where is

glistened with

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

love as they were had to part ways,

deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

What did he mean?

He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia…

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell after

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp

took the document and

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

and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and

terms of the agreement and then

remained fixed on the papers, and her

was finally the end of

that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the

Mark was right. How could he

they left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me

hold

overwhelmed with

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 potatoes

had no appetite, but her

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