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

Take care of

though he was saying

a moment and asked, “When

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

he was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

expedition to the

time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

Is being my wife unbearable for

tears

the other end of the phone,

a rare

appeared as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite a

Mark sighed.

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

last, their relationship had reached

just a few

abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

as

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife,

There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to take back what you’ve

lay there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe

was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

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

free was the best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you recover.

as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for her to find a suitable

he had no idea that Cecilia was

so, she was

chosen to bear this burden alone while he

letting go could

welcome a new life, while he might

Mark had no regrets about

urged Mark to undergo

summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce

full custody of

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

also specifically bequeathed the house on

fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost in

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers

and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

covered in sweat due to the pain he was

don’t go,

but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could prove

“Peter, please go

begrudgingly left

“Tell her not to cry. She always

help

arrived back at her

a respite, she allowed herself

in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door,

Peter and a

slightly surprised by their

that they were there to deliver

breath, she opened the

your

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

thoughts but, in the end, chose not

He believed that this revelation might soften

he was well aware of Mark’s

didn’t permit him to disclose

them inside, and they took their

“The environment is good.

them

was not in the right state of mind. Mark

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 these hardships throughout these years. Do

eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened with

surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared

couple as deeply in love as they were had to part ways,

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the

What did he mean?

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

continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t

grasp

she took the document and carefully reviewed

granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole

the agreement and then affixed her signature at the end

remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled up with

finally the end

she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity to know.

Mark was right. How could he

“He wanted me to tell you

hold back her

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded all her

called the

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes for

but

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