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

though

and asked, “When will we sign

was taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a

stalling and asked, “When

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable

back tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

fallout, laughter was a rare occurrence for

as though they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

then said in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already signed

last, their relationship had reached

this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt

agreed and abruptly ended

staircase, she slammed the door behind

covered her mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

appeared pale as

while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

this? There was still hope. Why did you have

there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe stomach

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of

considerably older than Cecilia. He realized he couldn’t provide much to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he

was the best thing

Peter was sad.

a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

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

idea that Cecilia was

was carrying

chosen to bear this burden alone while

letting go could be

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

had no regrets about

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation

lawyer and drafted a divorce

gave Cecilia full custody of

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the Evans Gardon in

specifically bequeathed the house on Gamous Road

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

signed

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

the divorce

the necessary formalities, their marriage

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due to the

“If you don’t go, I won’t

but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more

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

begrudgingly left with

not to cry. She

help burst into tears

back

herself

in the living room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears that she gently wiped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping

and a stranger

surprised by their

that they were there to deliver

breath,

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

me. If I sign it, we will be

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the

a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might soften her heart, especially considering their deep feelings

well aware of Mark’s

to

and

around and said, “The environment is good.

served them

the right state of mind. Mark

he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these

eyes,

she softly asked,

eyes glistened

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It

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

sadness, he still instructed the man

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the document

state. The only part she clearly grasped was

What did he mean?

deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be a couple, you shouldn’t become enemies, because…

could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret

grasp the meaning

she took the document and

had been quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she

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

have more children in the

the agreement and then affixed

her gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

was finally the

about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for not giving her the

How could

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

couldn’t hold back her

sending them away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and

she called

beefsteaks and mashed

but her

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