Then he gently placed his hand on her belly.

She was five months along, so he could feel the movement of the fetus.

This was the first time that Mark was feeling the movement of a baby in the mother's belly.

He wasn't with Cecilia when she was pregnant with Edwin.

“She's moving," he murmured, his eyes wide with surprise.

Cecilia's lips trembled. But she managed to blurt out a response, "It's a five-month baby. Of course there will be movement."

Mark could sense a hint of complaint in her tone.

He had failed in his responsibility towards her, so it was only normal that she complain about him.

“Why don't you stay for Lunch? You need to eat on time. The baby needs nutrition, you know," he admonished.

Cecilia didn't say anything in response. She just walked over to the table and sat down. Then she took out a parenting book from her handbag and started reading.

“Why not sit on the sofa instead? It's softer," Mark advised her.

"No. It will put pressure on my Lower abdomen and that's not good for the baby," she pointed out.

Mark nodded in understanding and went straight to the kitchen without saying another word.

When he came back, he brought four dishes, in addition to a soup.

All the dishes contained Cecilia's favorite meals. As he laid them before her, Cecilia stared blankly at them.

Mark carefully dished out the food and then he handed her the cutlery.

"Please try to eat more. You're eating for two now," he urged.

Cecilia began to eat quietly, without saying anything.

But after taking a few spoonfuls, she looked at him and said, "Mark, you don't have to do all this. We are no longer a couple. You've given me a lot of money, more than enough for me to raise another child. I don't intend to hold you to any further responsibility. You can rest easy."

Mark swallowed when he heard this.