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

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

as though he

asked,

a while, he replied quietly, “I’m on

felt he was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the North

time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

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

tears

the phone,

was a rare occurrence for both of

shared

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had reached this

help crying. In just a few

agreed and abruptly

the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark

appeared pale as he

he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even Peter’s

hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to

his hand placed gently on his

had a

surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

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

was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

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

not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough for her to

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was

was

this burden alone while he granted her

letting go

other free, she would welcome

Mark had no regrets about

urged Mark to undergo an operation

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement in Cecilia’s

gave Cecilia full custody

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

the house on Gamous

high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted

signed

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

to deliver the

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

covered in sweat due to the pain he

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t undergo the

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

“Peter, please

begrudgingly left with the

to

Lina couldn’t help

arrived back at her

respite, she allowed herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

saw Peter and a

surprised by

were there

deep breath,

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

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

thoughts but, in the

he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that

well aware

permit him to disclose it to

and they

environment is good. Did Edwin go

them ice

state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting

is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout these

lowered her eyes,

she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened with

Mark awaited surgery in the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It

as deeply in love as they were had to part ways,

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

the room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading it

only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

What did he mean?

may harbor toward him.

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

grasp the

document

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

on Gamous Road and declined

Mark might remarry and have more children in the future,

the terms of the agreement and then affixed her

signed, 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

How could he keep

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

couldn’t hold back

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind

intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and

called the

and

but

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