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

Take care of yourself and remember to eat properly,

tone sounded as though he was

asked, “When will we sign

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

he was stalling and asked, “When are

“At least four months.”

he on an expedition to the North

the time he returned,

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

Is being my wife unbearable for

tears and

other end of the phone, Mark

a rare occurrence for both

hadn’t shared such laughter for

Mark sighed.

voice, “I’m boarding my flight soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers. I’ve already

last, their relationship had reached this

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

agreed and abruptly ended

to the staircase, she slammed

her mouth, slumping against the wall,

A wall separated them.

into the elevator, with Mark lying

appeared pale as he held

while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

and even Peter’s wife,

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

his hand placed

had a severe

was no

to her. Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the last thing the Fowler

was the best

Peter was sad.

you wait a bit longer? Maybe your perspective would change after

29 years old when we got together. And look at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a few more years, it will be tough

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

was carrying

this burden alone while he granted her

letting go

other free, she would welcome a

had no regrets about his

urged Mark to undergo an operation as soon

a lawyer and drafted a divorce

full

property, and even named Edwin as the

the house on Gamous Road

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

signed

clutched his abdomen,

to deliver the

the papers and completed the necessary formalities, their marriage would officially

body covered in sweat due to the pain he

firmly said, “If you don’t go,

“Mr. Evans’ condition is more

Lina said, “Peter, please go and give

left with

mumbled, “Tell her not to cry.

Lina couldn’t help burst into

back at

she allowed herself and two nannies a

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door,

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled a lawyer holding a

surprised by

that they were there

breath, she opened the

noticing her red eyes, couldn’t help but ask, “Why are your eyes red? Are you

for me. If I

expressing his thoughts but, in the

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

he was well aware of

to

them inside, and

looked around and said, “The environment

served them

was not in the right state of mind. Mark was still in the hospital, waiting for

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

eyes, pondering the

silence, she softly asked,

glistened

the hospital, while Cecilia clearly still cared about him. It was such a

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

instructed the man beside him, “Milo,

promptly retrieved the document and began reading

The only part she clearly grasped was that Mark had bequeathed

What did he mean?

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

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

couldn’t fully grasp the

the document and carefully reviewed its

various assets. However, she made a deliberate choice not

Gamous Road and declined

the possibility that Mark might remarry and have more children in the future, and Edwin might not be

the terms of the agreement and then

remained fixed on the papers, and her eyes

the end of their

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

Mark was right. How could he

left, Peter pat Cecilia on her shoulder and said, “He wanted me to tell you not to

Cecilia couldn’t hold back

overwhelmed with remorse, her mind a

pangs of hunger intensifying as twilight settled in that Cecilia snapped out of her reverie. She stumbled into the kitchen in a daze, mechanically

she called the

beefsteaks and mashed potatoes

but her

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