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

care of yourself and remember

as though he was

for a moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

quietly, “I’m on a business trip.

was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

an expedition

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

my wife unbearable for one more

held back tears and replied,

other end of the phone,

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both

they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had reached this

help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up

and abruptly ended the

she

mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

appeared pale as he held the

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even

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

lay there, his hand placed gently

had a

successful, there was no guarantee of

efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the Fowler family

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

didn’t you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why

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

no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

she was carrying

to bear this burden alone while

letting go could be

welcome a new life, while he might end up

Mark had no regrets

urged Mark to undergo an

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

full custody of

cash and property, and even named Edwin as the sole

house on Gamous Road to

a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

signed

he clutched his abdomen,

deliver the divorce papers to

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the

covered in

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

Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical

Lina said, “Peter, please

left

to cry.

that, Lina couldn’t help

arrived back

allowed herself and two

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

a stranger

was slightly surprised by

were there to deliver the

breath, she

ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are

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

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose

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

was well aware of Mark’s

permit him to disclose

and they took

“The environment is good. Did Edwin go

served them ice

mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome

eyes, pondering

softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

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

a couple as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the

still instructed the man beside him, “Milo, please

the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading it

a bewildered state. The only part she

What did he mean?

very moment, Peter said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him.

bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind

she took the document and carefully reviewed

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

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

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

then affixed

on the papers, and her eyes welled up

the end of

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

right. How could he keep

Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t cry,

hold

overwhelmed with remorse,

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 all her favorite instant

she called the

and mashed potatoes for

no appetite, but her unborn child

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