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

care of yourself and remember

sounded as though he

asked, “When will

was taken aback, his voice shaking. After a while, he replied quietly,

he was stalling and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

an expedition to the

the time he returned, she would

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly, his

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

held back tears and

the other end of the phone,

fallout, laughter was a rare

as though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

flight soon I’ll

their relationship had

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

agreed and abruptly

she slammed the door

covered her mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

as he

he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

accompanied Mark, and even Peter’s wife,

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

lay there, his hand placed gently

a

was successful, there was no

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

her free was the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

didn’t you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective

look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will

Mark spoke these words, he had no idea

was carrying

bear this burden alone while he granted

go could be

she would welcome a

Mark had no regrets about his

the doctors urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

drafted

gave Cecilia full custody

property, and even named Edwin as the

house on Gamous Road to

even with a high fever of 39.5 degrees,

he signed his

that, he clutched his abdomen, lost in

deliver the divorce papers

the necessary

in

firmly said, “If you don’t go,

but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition is more critical

tears in her eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce

left

not to

couldn’t help burst into tears

arrived back at

allowed herself and two

room, she was lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees,

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

and approached the

and a stranger who resembled

surprised

realized that they were there to deliver

a deep breath, she opened the

ask, “Why are your

me.

but, in the end,

about Mark’s illness. He

was well

to disclose it to

allowed them inside, and they took

said, “The environment is

them ice

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

himself to give up, so he cautiously asked, “Cecilia, is there any possibility and you and Mr. Evan could talk this

eyes, pondering the

softly

eyes glistened with

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

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

sadness, he still instructed the man

promptly retrieved the document and began reading it

listened, she found herself in a bewildered state. The only part she clearly

What did he mean?

you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For the sake of your shared past, even if you can no longer be

he reveal the complete

grasp the

took the document and carefully reviewed its

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

and declined to receive Evans Gardon

Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be the sole heir to

and then affixed her signature at the end of the

fixed on the papers, and her

finally the end of

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

Mark was right. How could

left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so please don’t cry,

hold back

away, she was overwhelmed with remorse,

wasn’t until she felt the pangs of hunger 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 impulsively discarded all her favorite

she called the

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

no appetite, but her unborn child needed

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