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

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

tone sounded as though he was saying

hesitated for a moment and asked,

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

and asked,

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

Is being my wife unbearable for one more day?

back tears and replied,

the other end of the

a rare occurrence

though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

relationship had

In just a few seconds, it

agreed and abruptly ended

she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into

as he held

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

there, his hand placed gently on his

had a

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

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

best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

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 find a

idea that Cecilia was just a wall away from

was

to bear this burden alone while

go could be

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

no regrets

urged Mark

and drafted a

Cecilia full custody of

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

house on

and even with a high fever

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen,

to deliver the divorce

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

covered in sweat

said, “If you don’t go, I

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

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

left

not to

help

arrived back

she allowed herself and two nannies a

the living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the

and a stranger who resembled a

was slightly surprised

then realized that they were there to deliver the

breath, she opened

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

me. If I sign it, we will

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

himself in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart,

well aware of Mark’s

to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they took

“The environment is good. Did Edwin

them

of mind. Mark was still in

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

eyes,

silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened

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

as they were had to part ways, it

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

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document

found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped

What did he mean?

toward him.

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

document and carefully reviewed its

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

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

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

agreement and then affixed her signature

the papers, and her eyes welled

the end of

knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know. It was unfair to

Mark was right. How could he keep

shoulder and said, “He wanted me

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with

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

she called the

and mashed

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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