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

good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

sounded as though he

moment and asked, “When will we sign

replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

an expedition

returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

was a rare occurrence for both

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already

their relationship had reached this

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

agreed and abruptly ended

the staircase, she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with

as

he

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

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

hand

had a severe

there was no

to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he

the best

Peter was sad.

wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after you

only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I

no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away from

she was carrying

chosen to bear this burden alone while he granted her

go could

other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end up

Mark had no regrets

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as

a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

gave Cecilia full

even named Edwin as the sole successor to the

the house

and even with a high fever of

signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

deliver the divorce papers to

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

on the bed, his body covered in sweat due

you don’t

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further

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

begrudgingly left

her not to cry. She

Lina couldn’t help

back

allowed herself and two nannies a

thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

was slightly surprised

then realized that they were there

deep breath,

her red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr.

sorry for me. If I sign it,

his thoughts but, in

illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep

well aware of

permit him to

allowed them inside, and

said, “The environment is good.

them

Peter was not in the right state of mind. Mark

consideration, he couldn’t bring himself 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

lowered her eyes, pondering

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about

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

sadness, he still instructed

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

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

What did he mean?

anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be

he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t

grasp

document and carefully reviewed

granting her various assets.

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

agreement and then affixed her signature at the

fixed on the papers, and her

finally the end

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

Mark was right. How could he keep holding

shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you

Cecilia couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She

called

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

had no appetite, but

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