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 to eat

as though

for a moment and asked, “When will

replied quietly, “I’m on a

and

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the North

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for

tears and

the other end of the

laughter was a

appeared as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have

relationship had

just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up their

and abruptly

to the staircase, she slammed the door

covered her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

into the elevator,

appeared pale as

he

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

his hand

had a severe

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the

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, which

the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would change

got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for

idea that Cecilia was

she was

this burden alone while he

go

set each other free, she would welcome a new

had no

room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

summoned a lawyer and drafted

full custody of

named Edwin as the sole successor to

also specifically bequeathed the house on

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed

clutched his abdomen, lost

to deliver the divorce

papers and completed the necessary

in sweat due to the pain he was

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

but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’

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

left with

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry.

Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at her

herself and two

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door,

she saw Peter and a stranger

slightly surprised by their

then realized that they were there to deliver

deep breath, she

noticing her 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

his thoughts but, in the

as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering

he was well aware of

him to disclose it

allowed them inside, and they took

around and said, “The environment is

served them ice

the right state of mind. Mark was still in

you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome

her eyes, pondering

she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

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

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

instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

bewildered state. The only part she

What did he mean?

may harbor toward

couldn’t bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It

couldn’t fully grasp

document and carefully reviewed

various assets.

on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir

the terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature

the papers, and

finally the

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

How could

wanted me to tell you not

couldn’t hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

wasn’t until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying 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

called the

and mashed

no appetite, but her

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