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 better

care of yourself and remember to

though he was saying

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

was taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign them when

stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

being my wife unbearable for one

tears and

the phone, Mark emitted a small

fallout, laughter was a rare

shared such

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

their relationship had reached this

Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few

abruptly ended

she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with

appeared pale as he held the

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

and even

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

hand placed gently

a severe stomach

was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last

free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

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

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

he had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall

was carrying his

burden

go

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

had no

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

and drafted

full custody of

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

house on Gamous

fever of

he signed his

his abdomen, lost

hesitated to deliver the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage would

in sweat due to the

“If you don’t go, I

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left with

to cry. She

couldn’t help

back

herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping her

and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

slightly surprised by

that they were there

a deep breath, she opened

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

me. If I sign

expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

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

was well

to

inside, and they took their

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin go to

served them

of mind. Mark was

is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these

lowered her eyes,

she softly asked, “Where

glistened

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

part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true love in the

Peter’s deep sadness, he still instructed the man beside him,

the room, promptly retrieved the document and

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?

said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For

the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning

document and carefully

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

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

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

then

she signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and

was finally the end of

enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the opportunity

How could he keep

said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so

Cecilia couldn’t hold

she was overwhelmed with remorse,

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

she called

want beefsteaks and

appetite, but her unborn child needed

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