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

care of yourself and

sounded as though he was saying

hesitated for a moment and asked,

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

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more

back tears

of the phone, Mark emitted a small

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for both

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

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had reached

In just

abruptly

she slammed the

mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

into

as he held the

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

There was still hope. Why did you have to

lay there, his hand placed gently on his

a

was no guarantee of the problem not

much to her. Despite his efforts,

free was the best thing he could do

Peter was sad.

perspective would change

as

words, he had no idea that Cecilia was

she was carrying his

to bear this burden alone while he

go could be

they set each other free, she would welcome a

Mark had no regrets about his

doctors urged Mark

and drafted a divorce agreement

gave Cecilia full

named Edwin as the

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous

and even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on reading through each

he signed

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought

the divorce

signed the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

in

you don’t go,

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

Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left with the

to cry. She always loves

Lina couldn’t help burst

arrived back

allowed herself and two nannies a

she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the

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

surprised by their

realized that they were there

a deep breath, she opened the

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

won’t feel sorry for me. If I

his thoughts but, in the end,

Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this

he was well

him to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they took

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

them

mind. Mark was still in

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 you

lowered her eyes,

silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

awaited surgery in the hospital, while

as deeply in love as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the

instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved

only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed

What did he mean?

toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of

to continue, nor could he reveal the

grasp

document

had been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

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

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

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

the papers, and her eyes welled up

was finally the

not have signed the agreement. He felt

Mark was right. How could he keep

“He wanted me to

hold

them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively

she called

and

had no appetite, but her unborn

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