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

of

though he was

a moment and asked, “When will we

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

felt he was stalling and asked,

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

time he returned, she would be

Cecilia fell silent.

softly, his

you so eager to break up with me? Is being my wife unbearable

tears

end of the

was a rare

hadn’t shared such laughter for quite

Mark sighed.

“I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send

relationship had

crying. In just a few seconds, it

abruptly

the staircase, she slammed

covered her mouth, slumping against

A wall separated them.

was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying on

appeared pale as he held

while, he muttered, “Cecilia,

But she couldn’t hear.

Mark, and even

Why

lay there, his hand placed

had a severe

if the surgery was successful, there was no guarantee of the problem not

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

was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

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

look at her; she’s not as young now. If I

spoke these words, he had no idea

was

bear this burden alone while he granted her

go could

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

Mark had no

room, the doctors urged Mark

drafted a divorce

Cecilia full custody of

and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the

house on Gamous Road to

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

signed his

his abdomen, lost in thought for a

deliver the

papers and completed the necessary formalities,

in sweat due to the pain he was

don’t go,

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

in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left with the

not to

couldn’t help burst

arrived back

herself and two nannies

in thought, her arms wrapped

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

approached the

saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a

surprised by

that they were there to

deep breath, she opened the

her red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you crying? If you cry, Mr. Evans

feel sorry for me. If I sign it, we will

considered expressing his thoughts but, in

Mark’s illness. He believed

he was well aware of

to disclose it

them inside, and

environment is

served them ice

was not in the right state of mind. Mark was still

and you and Mr. Evan could

her eyes,

silence, she softly

eyes glistened with

hospital, while Cecilia clearly still

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

deep sadness, he still instructed the man

room, promptly retrieved the document and began

a bewildered state. The only part she

What did he mean?

you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your

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

fully grasp

document and carefully reviewed its

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

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans Gardon on behalf of

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

agreement and then affixed her signature

fixed on the papers, and her eyes welled

finally the end of their

her well 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 not giving her the opportunity to know. It was unfair

Mark was right. How could he keep holding her

said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t

Cecilia couldn’t hold back her

away, she was overwhelmed

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

she called the

and

had no appetite, but

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