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

good. Take care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

though he

for a moment and asked, “When will we sign

aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can sign

stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to

the time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his voice

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

held back tears

the phone,

a rare occurrence for both of

they hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had reached

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

and abruptly ended

she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

pale as he

a while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife, Lina,

consoled Mark, “Why did you have to do this? There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to take

there, his hand placed

had a severe

surgery was successful, there was

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

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you recover. Why

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

no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

was carrying his

burden

go could

other free, she would welcome a new life,

Mark had no regrets

hospital room, the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

and drafted

gave Cecilia full custody of

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

house on

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

he signed

abdomen, lost in thought

to deliver the divorce papers

signed the papers and completed the

his body covered in sweat due to the pain he

“If you don’t go,

to convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further

“Peter, please go and give the

begrudgingly left with

“Tell her not to cry. She always loves to

help burst into

back at her

respite, she allowed herself and two

her arms wrapped around

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door,

Peter and a stranger who resembled

slightly surprised

were there

a deep breath,

are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr.

sorry for me. If I sign it,

thoughts but, in

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

he was well

him to disclose

allowed them inside, and they took

environment is good. Did Edwin go

served them

state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital,

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

eyes, pondering

softly asked, “Where

eyes glistened with

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

were had to part ways, it would cast doubt

instructed the man

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

state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous

What did he mean?

regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward

bring himself to continue, nor could he reveal the complete truth. It

couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

the document and carefully

quite generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a

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

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

the agreement and then affixed her signature at

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

finally the end

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

right. How could he

her shoulder and said, “He wanted me

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

them away, she was overwhelmed with

until she felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled

called the

beefsteaks and

appetite, but

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