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

of

though he was saying

moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

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

he was stalling and

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the North

returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

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

held back tears and replied,

the phone, Mark emitted

a

appeared as though they hadn’t shared

Mark sighed.

boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the

their relationship had reached

In just a few seconds, it

and abruptly

to the staircase, she slammed the door

her mouth, slumping against the wall, feeling

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator,

as

while, he

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife, Lina,

this? There was still hope. Why did you have to

there, his hand placed

had a severe

was successful, there was no guarantee

his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was

the best thing

Peter was sad.

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

got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more

had no idea that

was

chosen to bear this burden alone

letting go could

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

Mark had no regrets about his

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

a lawyer and drafted a divorce

Cecilia full custody

and property, and even named Edwin as

also specifically bequeathed the house on

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

signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen,

to deliver the divorce papers

and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage

body covered in sweat due

don’t go,

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

in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

left

to cry. She always loves to

couldn’t help burst into

arrived back at

respite, she allowed herself and

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the door, hastily wiping

she saw Peter and a stranger who

was slightly surprised by

they were there to

deep breath, she opened

ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?

me.

thoughts but, in the

in a dilemma as he genuinely wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He

he was well

didn’t permit him to disclose it

them inside, and they took their

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

served them

Peter was not in the right state of mind. Mark

consideration, 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

her eyes, pondering the

silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

glistened

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

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

he still instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

room, promptly retrieved the document and began reading it

Cecilia listened, she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark

What did he mean?

fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of

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

Cecilia couldn’t fully grasp the meaning behind his

document

her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice

house on Gamous Road and declined

the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might

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

on the papers, and her

finally the

enough to understand that if she knew the truth about Mark’s illness, she might not have signed the agreement. He felt a pang of guilt for

How could he keep holding her

pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to

hold back her

she was overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a

she called

and

but

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