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

good. Take care of

though he

and asked, “When will

while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business

stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

an expedition

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

being my wife

tears and

the other end of the phone, Mark emitted

a rare occurrence

shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers.

last, their relationship had

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

and abruptly

staircase, she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

pale as he

he

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

consoled Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push

lay there, his hand placed

had a

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

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 thing the Fowler family

free was the best thing

Peter was sad.

perspective would change after you

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

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

was carrying his

burden

go

other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end

Mark had no

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a

gave Cecilia full custody of

property, and even named Edwin as the sole

specifically bequeathed the house on

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the divorce

papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

bed, his body covered in sweat due

don’t

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

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left with

her not to

help burst into

arrived back

she allowed herself and

her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently wiped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping her

saw Peter and a stranger who

surprised by their

were

deep breath, she opened the

“Why are your

sorry for me.

his thoughts but, in the

illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially

he was well aware

to disclose it

and they

looked around and said, “The environment is good.

them

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

give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk

lowered her eyes,

softly asked,

eyes glistened

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

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

he still instructed the man beside him,

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and

found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the

What did he mean?

Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your

the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to

grasp the meaning

took the document

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

the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

children in the future, and Edwin might not be

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

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes

finally the end of

have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know.

right. How could

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to

Cecilia couldn’t hold

was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

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

called

want beefsteaks and

had no appetite, but

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