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

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

sounded as though he

for a moment and asked, “When

shaking. After a while, he replied quietly,

was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the

returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

you so eager to break up with me? Is being my wife

back tears and replied,

other end of the

was a

though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had reached

couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up

and abruptly ended

the staircase, she

slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

into the

pale as he held

he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

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

lay there, his hand

a

was successful, there was

provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing

free was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

didn’t you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective

not as young

idea that Cecilia was just a wall

so, she was

bear this burden alone while he granted her

letting go could

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

had no regrets

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

lawyer and drafted

full custody of

named Edwin as the sole successor to the

house on Gamous

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

deliver the divorce

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

bed, his body covered in

firmly said, “If you don’t go, I won’t

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further

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

begrudgingly left

“Tell her not to cry. She always loves

help

back at

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

saw Peter and a stranger who

was slightly surprised by

they were there to deliver

breath, she opened the

but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?

“He won’t feel sorry for me.

thoughts but, in the

to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her

he was well aware of

to

inside, and they took

looked around and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them

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

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

eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened with

in the hospital, while Cecilia

had to part ways, it would cast doubt

he still instructed the man

in the room, promptly retrieved the document and

a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on

What did he mean?

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

the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to

grasp the meaning behind his

document

had been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she

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

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

the agreement and then affixed her signature at the

the papers, and her eyes welled

finally the end of their

knew her well enough to understand that if she 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

could he keep

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

couldn’t hold back

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

as twilight 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

called the

and mashed potatoes for

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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