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

care of yourself and remember to

tone sounded as though he was

and asked, “When

his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them when I

was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

the time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

so eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more day?

tears

the phone, Mark

fallout, laughter was a rare

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

flight soon I’ll have Peter

relationship had reached this

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

and abruptly ended

she slammed

her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with

as

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

hand

had a severe stomach

there was no guarantee of the problem

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

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you

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

spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia

was carrying

chosen to bear this burden

letting go could

welcome a

Mark had no regrets about

Mark to undergo an operation as soon

drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

gave Cecilia full custody

named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

house on

and even with a high fever of

signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the divorce

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

the bed, his body covered in sweat

don’t

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

please go and give

left with

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry. She

Lina couldn’t help

back at her

allowed herself

she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping her

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

surprised by their

realized that they were there to deliver the divorce

deep breath, she opened the

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

me. If I sign

his thoughts but, in the end,

inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep

was well aware

to disclose it

and

around and said, “The environment is good. Did

served them ice

in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years.

her eyes,

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

glistened

the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him.

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

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

the room, promptly retrieved the document and began

only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed

What did he mean?

Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the

himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell after

fully grasp the meaning behind his

document and carefully reviewed

various assets. However,

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined

and have more children in the future, and Edwin might

agreement and then affixed her signature at the

fixed on the papers, and her

finally the

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

could

on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you

couldn’t hold back her

away, she was overwhelmed with

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 discarded all her

she called

beefsteaks and

appetite, but her

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