Ten years ago, I accompanied Astrid to a dance competition but ended up in a chain-reaction car crash. Astrid died on the spot.
Lucian blamed everything on me. He thought if I hadn’t encouraged her to join the competition, she wouldn’t have died.
But what he didn’t know was that his beloved "lover" faked her death and ran away because she no longer loved him.
To keep him from being heartbroken, I kept this secret for years.
But even after ten years, I couldn’t warm his cold heart.
This time, I was truly exhausted. I no longer want the heart I couldn't warm.
With a loud bang, Lucian threw me into the corner of the wall.
The dull pain in my back almost left me breathless.
Instinctively, I held my stomach, but this only made Lucian angrier.
"I know you signed a surrogacy agreement with the Prescott Family. Once the child is born, the Prescott Family will acquire the struggling Aldridge Family. But I won't acknowledge your child! If you're smart, you'd better get rid of it as soon as possible."
Everyone present could no longer hold back and began murmuring among themselves.
Those mocking gazes fell upon me, cutting into me like a thousand knives.