Rena understood Cecilia's thoughts.

Cecilia had made up her mind to leave Mark this time. Rena felt saddened, but she couldn't dissuade Cecilia.

Rena ran her fingers through Cecilia's hair and said softly, "Your own happiness is the most important."

In fact, Cecilia didn't have to worry about the financial burden of raising a child alone.

If she wanted a divorce from Mark, is that would make her happy, so be it.

Cecilia wept.

She thought she was weak for breaking down when things went wrong, but Rena saw her as courageous.

Cecilia had waited for Mark for years, loving him deeply.

But she was now willing to let go of her feelings for him.

Edwin suffered from a fever all night.

The doctor made frequent visits to his ward.

The others eventually left while Mark and Cecilia stayed by their son's side.

At four in the morning, Cecilia remained seated, quietly watching over Edwin, refusing to rest despite Mark's urging.

In the morning, Cecilia began to freshen up.

As she bent down, someone hugged her from behind.

Her body stiffened slightly.

She used to love Mark's touch, but now she detested it. She didn't push him away, but instead asked coldly, “What are you doing?"

Mark pressed his face against her slender back and said in a slightly pained voice, "Cecilia, let me make it up to you and Edwin."

In the past, he had always wanted to know about Cecilia's life during those two years, but she had refused to share. Seeing where she had lived with his own two eyes the previous night had shocked him.

Cecilia came from a privileged background.