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

said gently, “That’s good. Take care of

though he

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

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

he was stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

my wife unbearable for one more day?

held back tears and replied,

end of the phone,

laughter was a rare occurrence for

they hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers.

last, their relationship had reached this

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

and abruptly ended

staircase, she slammed

slumping against the

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the

as he

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied 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

lay there, his hand placed gently on

a severe stomach

if the surgery was successful, there was no

than Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts,

the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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

at her; she’s not as

spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a

was carrying his

bear this burden alone while

go could be

she would welcome a new life, while he might

had no regrets about

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

full

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

the house on Gamous Road

fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

to deliver the

completed the necessary formalities,

in sweat due to the

you don’t

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry. She always loves to

couldn’t help burst into

back at

allowed herself and two

her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently wiped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

saw Peter and a

was slightly surprised by

that they were there to deliver

breath, she opened the

couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your

feel sorry for me. If I

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end,

in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften

he was well

permit him to

them inside, and

environment is

served them

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

Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want things to end like

eyes, pondering the

a brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened with

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

had to part ways, it would cast doubt

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

room, promptly retrieved the

she clearly grasped was that Mark

What did he mean?

the 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

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

couldn’t fully grasp

she took the document and carefully reviewed

her various assets. However, she made a deliberate

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

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

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

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

was finally the end of

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 to

right. How could

left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t cry,

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

overwhelmed with remorse, her

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

she called the

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

no appetite, but her unborn child

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