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 better

Take care of yourself and

sounded as though he

moment and asked,

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

expedition to the North

returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or are you looking

tears and

other end of the

laughter was a rare

they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll

relationship had reached this

agreed. Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like

agreed and abruptly ended

the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the elevator, with

appeared pale as he

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

consoled Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to take back what you’ve

his hand placed

a

successful, there was

Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the

her free was the best

Peter was sad.

wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective

look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years,

spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

she was carrying his

burden

letting go

welcome a new life,

no

room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

summoned a lawyer and drafted

gave Cecilia full custody of

even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

the house

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

signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers

Cecilia signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

in sweat due to the pain

you don’t go, I won’t undergo

Evans’ condition is more critical

said, “Peter, please go and

left with the

her not to cry. She always

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into

back at

respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

room, she was lost in thought, her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding

surprised by

that they were

deep breath, she opened

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

for me. If I sign it, we will be

thoughts but, in the

wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this

was well aware of

didn’t permit him to disclose

and they

environment is good. Did Edwin

them ice

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

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

her eyes, pondering the

softly

eyes glistened

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

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

still instructed the

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous

What did he mean?

resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets 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

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the

took the document and carefully

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

Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon

Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be

and then affixed her signature at the

fixed on the

finally the end

have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving

Mark was right. How could he keep holding her

“He wanted

hold back

was overwhelmed with

in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled

called

beefsteaks and mashed

had no appetite, but her unborn child

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