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 better

“That’s good. Take care of yourself and remember to

sounded as though he

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the

while, he replied quietly, “I’m on a business trip. We can

and asked,

“At least four months.”

expedition

returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his voice

break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable for one more

held back tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark emitted a

a rare occurrence for both of

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

Mark sighed.

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

their relationship had

agreed. Cecilia had longed for this, but she couldn’t help crying. In just a few seconds, it felt like they had

abruptly ended the

staircase, she slammed the door behind

mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator,

pale as he held the

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s

There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away? It’s hard to take back what you’ve

his hand placed gently on

had a

there was no

her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth,

best thing he could do for

Peter was sad.

longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

got together. And look at her; she’s not as

spoke these words, he had no idea that Cecilia was just a

she was carrying

bear this burden alone while he

go could be

set each other free, she would welcome a new life, while he might end up

had no regrets about

doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

full custody

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

the house on

with a high fever of 39.5 degrees, Mark insisted on

signed his

he clutched his abdomen, lost in thought for a

hesitated to deliver the

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

covered in sweat due to

said, “If you don’t go, I won’t

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

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left with the

her not to cry.

couldn’t help

arrived back

she allowed herself and

her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the door, hastily

peephole, she saw Peter and a stranger

slightly surprised by their

they were there to deliver

deep breath, she

help but ask, “Why are your

for me. If

considered expressing his thoughts but, in

about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation might

was well aware of Mark’s

permit him to

and

environment is good. Did Edwin go

served them

mind. Mark

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 really

her eyes, pondering

softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened with

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

as they were had to part ways, it would cast doubt on the existence of true

deep sadness, he still instructed

the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly retrieved the

herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that

What did he mean?

said resolutely, “Mr. Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if

reveal the complete truth.

grasp the meaning behind

document

in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

against accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive

and have more children in the future, and Edwin

and then affixed her signature at

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers,

was finally the end of their

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 her the opportunity to know. It was unfair

right. How could he keep holding

wanted me to tell you

hold back her

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse, her

felt the pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a

she called the

want beefsteaks and mashed

had no appetite, but

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