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

“That’s good. Take care of yourself

as though he was saying

asked, “When will we sign the

a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business

was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to

time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

me? Is being my wife

back tears and replied,

the phone, Mark emitted a

laughter was a rare occurrence for both

they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had

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

agreed and abruptly

staircase, she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark lying

appeared pale as he held

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

was still hope. Why did you have

his hand placed gently on

had a severe stomach

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

to her. Despite his efforts, the only

the best

Peter was sad.

bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why are you so

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

he had no idea

was carrying his

chosen to bear this burden alone

letting go

free, she would welcome a new life,

no regrets about

the hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to

summoned a lawyer and drafted a

full custody

as the

also specifically bequeathed the house on

with a high fever of 39.5

signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost

deliver the divorce papers to

the necessary

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain he was

“If you don’t go, I

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay

Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers

begrudgingly left with

“Tell her not to cry. She always loves to

help burst

back at her

allowed herself

her arms

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

saw Peter and a stranger

was slightly surprised by their

were there to deliver the

breath, she opened the

ask, “Why are your eyes red?

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

expressing his thoughts but, in

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

he was well

to

inside, and

said, “The environment is good. Did

them

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

you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really

lowered her eyes, pondering the

she softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened with

happening 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

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

the room, promptly

Cecilia listened, she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

What did he mean?

he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia…

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret

grasp the meaning behind

document

assets. However, she made a deliberate

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future,

and then affixed her signature at the end

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers,

finally the

the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her

could

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

couldn’t hold

them away, she was overwhelmed

of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the

she called

and mashed

appetite, but her unborn child

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