Jasper said he would marry me once I got pregnant. When I got the pregnancy test results, I eagerly told him. Jasper smiled, but there was a chill in his smile that made me uneasy. He took me to a ward at City Central Hospital. On the hospital bed, my father, who had suffered a stroke, suddenly brightened up when he saw Jasper: “Son… you finally came to see me.” I was shocked. Son? The man I had loved for five years was actually my long-lost… brother? Quentin bent down and whispered in my father’s ear, “Dad, I’m getting married. My girlfriend is pregnant.” My father trembled with excitement: “Great! Which family’s daughter is she? Dad will give you…” When his gaze fell on my pale face, he suddenly screamed in agony, “Monster! She’s your biological sister!” Quentin laughed, a smile I once loved for its warmth now turned venomous: “I know. She’s the child you left behind from your affair years ago.” It turned out the baby I was carrying wasn’t a symbol of love, but a seed of revenge he’d planted five years ago. But in truth, I wasn’t part of Declan’s Family by blood. My phone buzzed; it was a message from Mom: “Lydia, Declan is useless now. I’ve already arranged a house abroad. Come with me.” Watching Jasper and my father confront each other with cold indifference, I replied with disappointment: “Okay.”
Watching my father’s chest rise and fall, Jasper chuckled softly, his gaze landing on me. “You’re just as shameless as your mother. Do you know what she asked me for on her eighteenth birthday?” “She wanted me to sleep with her.” My chest tightened. That sweet, shy night, in his eyes, was just my disgraceful entanglement. Father struggled to get up to hit him, but Jasper fiercely grabbed his hand. “I’ve been with her for five years, and now she’s pregnant. Do you think the child will call you grandpa or dad?” “Oh, I forgot. This is incest. The child might be brain-damaged and won’t recognize anyone.” “You!” Father’s face turned red, then white, and he fainted from anger. I don’t know how I walked out of the hospital. “Lydia, who are you putting on that disappointed look for?” After finding out I was pregnant, Jasper couldn’t be bothered to pretend to be affectionate anymore. The wind outside dried my tears, and I choked up, “Why did you lie to me?” Jasper wiped away my tear stains with contempt, gripping my throat tightly, staring into my eyes as he said: “Why? I should ask why your mom ruined my family.” “The day my mom died of depression, I searched for a long time before finding Declan. At that time, he was celebrating your birthday with you. You were so happy.” What he didn’t know was, that birthday ended with a slap from my father because I couldn’t play the piano piece well. Since then, I never celebrated my birthday again. “So I was just a pawn in your game?” I thought to myself how foolish I was. The truth was right in front of me, yet I refused to believe it. I couldn’t believe these five years of sweetness were all lies. I couldn’t believe Jasper had used me with no love at all. “Of course, or did you think Jasper was playing house with you for five years?” The woman’s voice came with disdain—it was Jasper’s childhood sweetheart, Keira. “Lydia, Jasper endured five years of humiliation by your side for revenge, and you really thought you were special?” I retorted angrily, “What does this have to do with you?” Jasper pushed me aside, turning to Keira with gentle words, “Keira, go wait for me in the car.” When he looked back at me, there was an unprecedented disgust in his eyes. “You’re not just a pawn; you’ll become my wife.” “Haven’t you already been secretly planning the wedding? Keep preparing. Do you think the old man will die on the spot watching us get married because of the child?” I laughed at myself, hating that I still felt a flutter in my heart upon hearing the word “wife.” But everything I cherished was just a tool for his revenge. “After the old man dies, I won’t spare you or your mom.” “Let me think, how about letting your mom take you to wash dishes?” He pinched my face sharply, hatred filling his eyes. “Like when I was a child, never having enough to eat, and enduring the malicious harassment of perverts.” I silently accepted Jasper’s humiliation. As he left, he flung my face aside, saying, “Lydia, you’re as despicable as your mother.” The wind outside was too strong. My hands trembled as I tried to zip up my down jacket, but the tears blurred my vision. It was too cold, so cold that my heart ached. The phone rang—it was the wedding planning company. “Miss Lydia, the custom-made wedding dress will be delivered to your home tomorrow. Please try it on and let us know if you have any requests.” “Cancel it, have them contact Miss Keira to try on a new dress.” The person on the other end was quite puzzled. “But aren’t you the bride?” The pregnancy test slip was blown away by the wind, and I couldn’t catch it despite trying my best. I paused and said, “Not anymore.” I hung up, and the phone vibrated again—a notification that my plane ticket was successfully purchased.
I drafted my resignation letter and submitted it. Within minutes, Jasper stormed into my office in anger. “Lydia, why are you resigning?” I almost forgot, my father had already announced that he would hand the company over to my brother. Jasper is now the newly appointed director. “I actually…” I wanted to say I was leaving, secretly hoping Jasper might not want me to go. “Jasper, did you forget? She’s a privileged young lady, now trying to use the child to bind you, so she can continue to enjoy life as Mrs. Jasper.” The hint of unease in Jasper’s eyes was quickly replaced by disgust. He grabbed a stack of tissues, wiping his hands that had touched mine repeatedly. “I almost forgot you’re the daughter of a mistress, always relying on men for a free ride.” He signed the resignation letter and then threw it in my face. But I couldn’t focus on his humiliating actions because I saw the familiar jade pendant around Keira’s neck. It was the protective jade pendant I had prayed for Jasper, step by step, on the Tibetan Sky Road. I pointed to the pendant, my voice trembling, “Who gave that to you?” Keira smiled triumphantly, her eyes filled with tender affection as she looked at Jasper. Jasper seemed momentarily dazed but quickly sneered. “Keira has always been in poor health. I gave it to her for protection, so what?” Ignoring him, I grabbed the pendant, determined to tear it from Keira’s neck. “Ah! Lydia, you lunatic!” Jasper couldn’t protect her in time, and in the struggle, I pulled the pendant off, and Keira hit the table. She held her head, tears glistening. “Jasper, my head is spinning.” Jasper’s face darkened instantly, snatching the pendant and holding Keira protectively. “What you gave me is mine. Who I give it to is none of your business.” His furious voice drew the attention of several colleagues. “Isn’t Miss Lydia Mr. Jasper’s girlfriend? Why is he holding Keira?” “I heard Keira and Mr. Jasper are childhood sweethearts. Did Lydia come between them? Didn’t I hear something about a mistress?” “Could be. Maybe Mr. Jasper was just tolerating the young lady for the director’s position and now wants to pursue true love.” Jasper gave a signal with his eyes, and people quickly dispersed. “Lydia, curb your spoiled young lady temper!” “Keira is not like your mother, who only knows how to be a mistress. Her family helped my mom and me during our toughest times. I won’t let you bully her.” “I’ll have her move into our house. You’ll take care of her until her head stops spinning.” I bit my lip hard, holding back tears, watching Jasper leave with Keira in his arms. That night, Keira couldn’t wait to move in. She stood proudly at the stairwell, fiddling with the jade pendant. “Do you want it? Come and get it. I don’t care.” She tossed it, and the pendant was about to hit the ground. I reached out to catch it. In a split second, I felt a push and tumbled down the stairs. Jasper walked in just as I lay on the ground in pain. He dropped his jacket and rushed over to help me up. “Lydia, what’s wrong?” Curling up in Jasper’s arms, I pointed at Keira on the stairs, struggling to speak: “She… she pushed me down.” Jasper’s gaze turned icy cold. Keira hurried down, kneeling to grab Jasper’s hand. “Jasper, believe me, why would I hurt her? She just wanted to fake weakness and fall down, like her mom used to do.” Jasper’s grip on me loosened. “Yes, I can’t forget how your mom pretended to slap herself and framed my mom.” “Later, my dad slapped my mom ten times in front of me.” His voice was as cold as ice, piercing my heart. He shoved me away, watching me writhe in pain with cold eyes. “You’re just like your mom, with her tricks.” “Let’s go, Keira. Let’s eat out and not let some people ruin our mood.” My head buzzed, only seeing Jasper and Keira’s hands entwined as they walked away. “Jasper… don’t leave me. I’ll die…” The pain in my bones was nothing compared to the sticky sensation below, which terrified me. “The baby… my baby…” “I later saw my dad slap my mom ten times right in front of me.” His voice was icy, cutting through me deeply. He shoved me aside, his eyes cold as he watched my anguish and fury. “You’ve truly mastered your mom’s tricks to perfection.” “Let’s go, Keira. I’ll take you out to eat. Don’t let certain people ruin your mood.” My head spun, and all I saw was Jasper walking away, hand in hand with Keira. “Jasper… don’t leave me, I’ll die…” More than the pain in my bones, the growing discomfort below terrified me. “The baby… my baby…”
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