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Charles shut his eyes briefly.
Finally, I nodded and let Anna take the ring.
from that person:
After watching the video, a message came from that
“Satisfied? Congrats on your darling hubby returning home. Wishing you a Wedding and Fertility Blessing!“]
So sarcastic!
I’d be a fool not to recognize who this was.
Me: [“Thanks for the blessing. I’m pregnant.“]
Matthew:
[“None of my damn business. Not mine anyway…“]
[“??? “]
[“You know who I am? Since when?“]
He called immediately. I glanced at the screen and hung
hung up.
Relentlessly, his calls kept coming while messages flooded in:
[“Catherine, answer! Explain this to me!“]
[“What are you playing at? Carrying my child while getting back with him? Having my child call him daddy? ANSWER ME, CATHERINE!“]
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I ignored every single one.
Just then, Charles’s message popped up: [“When are you getting here? Everyone’s waiting for you.“]
They’re all waiting to see me humiliated.
I lowered my gaze and typed: [“Charles, the divorce papers are in the living room. Sign them. Or don’t–we’ll settle this in court.“]
A question mark flashed back instantly.
Charles:
[“Stop messing around. Cut the nonsense.“]
[“Catherine, we’re fine. It’s your birthday today. Be good, just come over first, okay? I’ll pick you up right now!“]
The typing indicator pulsed nonstop.
Then came the barrage of calls.
I sent one final message:
[“I’m pregnant. The baby isn’t yours.“]
my phone.
Blocked and deleted him instantly. Powered off my pl
Then I packed up everything Charles had done
and emailed it to Adam.
S
three
ee years
For three years of marriage, I’d secured my position at the Harris Group
thanks to the Lewis Family backing Charles.
After returning, I threw myself into work.
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The next time I heard about Charles was from my sister Mary:
“Sis, did you hear? The Lewis heir fought with Matthew. Then Adam broke his leg somehow, and he lost his heir status.”
“Oh yeah, remember Anna? Charles’s first love? Adam shipped her abroad too.”
Of course I heard.
“Why should I
worry
I rolled my eyes at her. These past few days, the Robinsons and the Lewis Family had been at each other’s throats, and I’d snagged quite partners from the fallout. Couldn’t be happier.
But my peaceful days didn’t last long before being shattered.
a few
That day, I went to the hospital for my routine prenatal checkup.
The moment I lay on the examination table, something suddenly felt off. The moment I lay on the examination
A nurse held a syringe, adjusting the liquid under the surgical light.
The needle’s tip reflected a blinding glare.
“Doctor, do prenatal checkups require injections?”
I didn’t recall scheduling anything like that.
The person didn’t answer, walking toward me.
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Alarm bells blared in my head as I bolted upright, scrambling to get off
the bed.
People in white coats materialized from nowhere, pinning me down from all directions.
My struggles proved useless as they forced me back onto the mattress.
Two of them pried my legs apart.
One approached me and stated:
“I’m sorry, Miss Catherine, but Matthew ordered this bastard in your womb removed.”
Matthew?
I gaped at her in disbelief, my heart leaping into my throat.
My mind replayed three years of Matthew’s tenderness on constant loop.
In bed, he’d gently coaxed me to endure just a little longer; outside it, he single–handedly managed everything connected to me.
The one who got soaked in the rain with me, the one who mocked my love–struck mind with sarcasm, the one who shielded me with his own body in the car crash.
And the one who secretly wiped his tears while I slept that night he learned I wanted a child:
“Catherine, you know damn well I’m not him, you know he’s deceiving you, yet you keep fooling yourself, seeing me as him.”
“I’ve been stirring trouble since I was ten, why aren’t you divorced yet? Do you love him that much?”
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“I didn’t come to play games with you, I didn’t come to be his replacement, fuck–I came to drag you out of that marriage!”
“Fine, being his stand–in isn’t terrible, but the kid won’t carry his last
name.”
“Goddammit, how do I make you two split up?”
“Alright… maybe the kid can have his surname, but only if you keep me as your lover.”
Such a Matthew, how could he call this child a bastard?
“Impossible.” I struggled desperately but was pinned down. “I don’t believe it! Matthew isn’t that kind of man!”
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