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

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

sounded as though

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the divorce

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

was stalling and asked, “When are you

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

tears and

the

was a rare occurrence

they hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

in a trembling voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers.

last, their relationship

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

agreed and abruptly ended the

she slammed the door behind

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with

as he

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife, Lina, joined

There was still hope. Why did you have to push Cecilia away?

hand

had a severe

was no guarantee of the problem

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

free was the best

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective would change after you

as young

he had no idea

was

this burden

go could be

would welcome a

Mark had no

urged Mark to undergo an

and drafted a

gave Cecilia full custody

cash and property, and even named Edwin as

house

extensive, and even with a high fever

signed his

clutched his abdomen,

hesitated to deliver the

the papers and completed the necessary

covered in sweat due to the pain

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

Evans’ condition is more critical than anything now. Further delay could prove

her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please

begrudgingly left

her not to

Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back

allowed herself

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

the door, hastily

the peephole, she saw Peter and a

slightly surprised by

that they were

breath, she opened

“Why are your eyes red? Are you crying?

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

but, in the end, chose not

about Mark’s illness. He believed that this revelation

he was well aware of Mark’s

him to disclose it

inside, and they took their

environment is

served them

mind. Mark was

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 years. Do you really want

her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is the

eyes glistened with

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

ways, it would cast

he still instructed the man beside

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

in a bewildered state. The only part she

What did he mean?

Evans regrets the actions he took regarding Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward

reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her

fully grasp the meaning

took the document and carefully reviewed its

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

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

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

examined the terms of the agreement and then affixed her

fixed on the papers, and her eyes

the end of their

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

Mark was right. How could

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

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

away, she was overwhelmed with

that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically opened the cabinet door, and impulsively discarded

she called

and mashed potatoes for

appetite, but her unborn child

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