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 better

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

though

a moment and asked, “When will we sign the

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

and asked, “When are you coming

“At least four months.”

on an expedition to the

time he returned, she

Cecilia fell silent.

softly,

being my wife unbearable for one more day?

tears and

end of the phone, Mark emitted a

laughter was a

though they hadn’t shared such

Mark sighed.

soon I’ll have Peter send you the divorce papers.

their relationship had reached

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

and abruptly

the staircase, she slammed the

slumping

A wall separated them.

mobile hospital bed was wheeled into the elevator, with Mark lying

pale as

a while, he muttered, “Cecilia, don’t

But she couldn’t hear.

even Peter’s wife,

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

hand placed gently

had a severe

successful, there was no guarantee of the problem

Despite his efforts, the only thing he could offer was wealth, which was the

free was the best thing he

Peter was sad.

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

at her; she’s not as young now. If I delay her for a

had no idea that Cecilia was just a wall away

so, she was carrying

to bear this burden alone while

go could

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

had no

the doctors urged Mark

lawyer and drafted a divorce agreement

gave Cecilia full custody of

cash and property, and even named Edwin as the sole successor to the

bequeathed the house on Gamous Road to

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

signed his

clutched his abdomen, lost

hesitated to deliver the divorce papers to

papers and completed the necessary formalities, their

lay on the bed, his body covered in sweat due

firmly said, “If you don’t

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

said, “Peter, please go and give the divorce papers

left

mumbled, “Tell her not to

that, Lina couldn’t help burst into tears

back at

a respite, she allowed herself and two nannies

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

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

stiffened and approached the door, hastily wiping her

she saw Peter and a stranger who resembled

was slightly surprised by their

then realized that they were

breath, she opened

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

for me. If I sign it,

expressing his thoughts but,

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

he was well aware of Mark’s

him to disclose it

them inside, and they took

around and said, “The environment is good.

them ice

not in the right state of mind. Mark was

Mr. Evan could talk this out? You’ve overcome all these hardships throughout

lowered her eyes, pondering the

brief silence, she softly asked, “Where is

eyes glistened

hospital, while Cecilia clearly

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

sadness, he still instructed the

sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room, promptly

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

What did he mean?

Cathy’s matters. He fully deserves any anger you may harbor toward him. But Cecilia… For

he reveal the complete truth.

fully grasp the meaning behind

document and

had been quite generous in granting her various assets.

accepting the house on Gamous Road and declined to receive Evans

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

and then affixed her signature at

gaze remained fixed on the papers, and her

the

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

right. How could he keep holding her

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

hold

overwhelmed with remorse,

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 instant

called the

and mashed potatoes for

no appetite, but her unborn child

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