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 yourself and remember to eat

tone sounded as though

hesitated for a moment and asked, “When will we

quietly,

was stalling and

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition

time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

held back tears and replied,

end of the phone, Mark

laughter was a

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers.

relationship had reached this

just a few seconds, it felt like they had wrapped up

abruptly

staircase, she slammed the door

slumping against

A wall separated them.

hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

as he held the

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia

lay there, his hand placed gently

had a severe

was

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

her free was the best

Peter was sad.

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

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 just a wall away

she was carrying

bear this burden alone

go

other free, she would welcome a new life, while he

Mark had no regrets

urged Mark to undergo an operation as

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in

gave Cecilia full

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

house

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

he signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought

deliver the divorce papers

and completed the necessary formalities, their

the bed, his body covered in sweat due to

you don’t go, I

doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now.

said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce

left with

not to cry.

couldn’t help burst

arrived back at her

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily wiping her

the peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer

was slightly surprised

realized that they were there to deliver the

a deep breath, she opened the

“Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we

his thoughts but, in the

to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep

he was well aware of

him to disclose it

and they

said, “The environment is good. Did

served them

the right state of mind. Mark was still

any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these years. Do you really want

her eyes,

she softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened with

while

they were had to part ways, it would

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

promptly retrieved the document and began reading

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

What did he mean?

regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him.

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

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

document and carefully

various assets. However, she

the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

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

terms of the agreement and then affixed her signature at the

fixed on the papers, and her

was finally the

her well 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

Mark was right. How could

on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry,

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse,

her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened

she called the

want beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

appetite, but her

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