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

good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat

tone sounded as though he was

a moment and asked, “When will

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

and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

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

tears

the phone, Mark emitted a small

a rare occurrence for both of

as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

then said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll

last, their relationship had

Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped

agreed and abruptly ended

to the staircase, she slammed the door

slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

into the

as he held the

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

Why did you have to

lay there, his hand placed

had a severe

successful, there was no guarantee of the

Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the

her free was the best

Peter was sad.

didn’t you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change

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 tough for

had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

so, she was carrying his

bear this burden alone while he granted her

go

welcome

no regrets

the doctors urged Mark

drafted a divorce

gave Cecilia full custody of

property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor

bequeathed the house on

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted

he signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers

papers and completed the necessary

bed, his body covered in sweat due to

said, “If you don’t go, I

Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’

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

left with the

“Tell her not to cry. She always loves to

Lina couldn’t help

back at her

herself and two

the living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door,

and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

slightly surprised by their

were there to deliver the

breath, she

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

for me. If I sign it, we

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially

he was well

to disclose it

inside, and they took their

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

them ice

was not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital,

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

lowered her eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked,

eyes glistened with

was utterly baffling. Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly

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

sadness, he still instructed the man

atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading

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?

anger you may harbor toward

bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp

document and

her various assets. However, she

decided against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir to the

agreement and then affixed her signature at the end

the

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

right. How could he keep

and said, “He wanted me to tell you

hold

overwhelmed with remorse,

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

she called the

want beefsteaks and

but her unborn child needed

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