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

as though he

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

while, he replied quietly,

and asked,

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the

time he returned, she would be heavily

Cecilia fell silent.

sighed softly,

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

held back tears and replied,

other end of the phone, Mark

was a

hadn’t shared such laughter

Mark sighed.

soon I’ll have Peter

relationship had reached this

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

abruptly ended

to the staircase, she

mouth, slumping against the

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark

pale as he held

a while, he muttered,

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s

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

there, his hand placed gently on

had a severe

successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

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

the best thing he could

Peter was sad.

Maybe your perspective

I can’t wait. Peter, Cecilia was only 29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If

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

she was carrying

chosen to bear this burden alone while

letting go

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

had no regrets about his

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon as

he summoned a lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

full custody

and property, and even named Edwin as

also specifically bequeathed the house on

extensive, and even with a high fever

he signed

abdomen, lost in thought

deliver the divorce papers to

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would

body covered in sweat due to the pain he was

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

convince Mark otherwise, but the doctor warned, “Mr. Evans’ condition

eyes, Lina said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers to

begrudgingly left with the

not to cry.

couldn’t help burst

arrived back

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies a

lost in thought, her arms wrapped around her knees, shedding tears

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping her

Peter and a stranger who

was slightly surprised by

were there to deliver the divorce

a deep breath, she opened

red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes

interjected, “He won’t feel sorry for me. If

considered expressing his thoughts but, in the end, chose not

wished to inform Cecilia about Mark’s illness. He believed that this

well aware

to disclose it

and they took their

said, “The environment is good. Did Edwin

served them

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

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 years. Do you really want things to end like

lowered her eyes, pondering

softly asked,

glistened

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

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 document and began

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

What did he mean?

He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But

could he reveal the complete truth. It wasn’t her secret to tell after

fully grasp the

document and carefully

generous in granting her various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not to

house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

agreement and then affixed her

signed, her gaze remained fixed on the papers,

was finally 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 for not

was right. How could he keep

shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to cry, so

hold

sending them 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

she called the

want beefsteaks and

no appetite, but

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