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

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

though he was

and asked, “When will we

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

stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

being my wife unbearable for one more day?

tears and

the phone, Mark emitted a small

fallout, laughter was a rare

though they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already

relationship had reached this

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

and abruptly ended the

the staircase, she slammed the door

her mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator,

as he

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

even

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

his hand placed gently on his

had a severe

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee

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

her free was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

your perspective

29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young

he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

so, she was

chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted her

go could

she would welcome a new life, while he might end

no regrets about

doctors urged Mark

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

full custody

property, and even named Edwin as

also specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading

signed

his abdomen, lost in thought for

the

and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat

firmly said, “If you don’t go, I

convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’

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

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry. She always loves

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at her

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

a stranger

slightly surprised by their

they were there to deliver the divorce

breath, she opened the

red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry,

“He won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we will be

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

a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed

he was well aware

didn’t permit him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they

environment is good. Did Edwin go to

served them ice

of mind. Mark was still in the hospital,

you and Mr. Evan could talk this out?

eyes, pondering

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened with

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

deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true love

sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

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

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

What did he mean?

deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete

couldn’t fully grasp the

took the document and carefully

assets. However, she made a

Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir to

agreement and then affixed her

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

was finally the

enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He

Mark was right. How could he keep

“He wanted me to tell you not

hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen

she called

beefsteaks and mashed

no appetite, but her unborn child

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