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

care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

as though he was

for a moment and asked,

was taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly,

was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

an expedition to

returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

back tears

other end of the phone,

their fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both

they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had

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

abruptly ended

the staircase, she

covered her mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

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

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

there, his hand placed gently on his

had a severe

was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer

her free was the best thing

Peter was sad.

your perspective would change after you recover. Why are

I can’t wait. Peter, Cecilia was only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be

no idea that Cecilia was

so, she was

to bear this burden

letting go

set each other free, she would welcome a new life,

had no regrets about

hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

gave Cecilia full custody of

cash and property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans

bequeathed the house on Gamous

was extensive, and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted

signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

hesitated to deliver the divorce

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

the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the

you don’t go, I

but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and

begrudgingly left with

“Tell her not to cry. She

couldn’t help burst into

back at her

allowed herself and two nannies a

she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door,

Peter and a

was slightly surprised

they were there to deliver the divorce

breath, she opened

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

me.

but, in the end, chose

Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that

well

permit him to disclose it to

inside, and they took

around and said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them ice

mind. Mark was

asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk

eyes,

she softly

eyes glistened with

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

were had to part ways,

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed

atmosphere in the room, promptly

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

What did he mean?

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 longer be a

reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell after

grasp the meaning behind his

took the document

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

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined

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

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end of the

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

was finally the end of their

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

could he

wanted me to tell you not to cry,

hold back

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled

she called

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

but her unborn child needed

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