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

of

though

and asked, “When

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

was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the North

he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

Is being my wife unbearable for one more day? Or

tears and replied,

of the phone, Mark

was a rare occurrence for

they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

then said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve

their relationship

but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds,

and abruptly ended the

she

mouth, slumping

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark lying on

appeared pale as he

a while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

there, his hand placed gently

had a severe stomach

the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

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

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

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

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

he had no idea that Cecilia

so, she was carrying

chosen to bear this burden alone while he

go

they set each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end

had no regrets about

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

lawyer and drafted

full custody of

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

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

he signed his

his abdomen, lost

deliver the divorce papers to

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

the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the pain

you don’t go, I

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

“Peter, please

left with

“Tell her not to cry.

Lina couldn’t help burst into

back at her

allowed herself and two nannies a

in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily

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

slightly surprised by their

realized that they were there to deliver

breath, she opened the

ask, “Why are your eyes red?

feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we will

but,

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

was well

to disclose

allowed them inside, and they

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go

served them ice

the right state of mind. Mark was

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

eyes,

softly asked,

eyes glistened with

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

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

instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly

she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had

What did he mean?

matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even

reveal the

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the

document and carefully reviewed

various assets. However, she made a

on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on

the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in

the terms of the agreement and then affixed

remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

finally the end

have signed

Mark was right. How could he keep holding

Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please

couldn’t hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse,

in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze,

she called the

and mashed

but

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