Nine months pregnant with twins, I begged my husband to take me to the hospital. Instead, Cole locked me in the abandoned attic—because his first love, Ivy, claimed my belly “hurt her feelings.” I screamed through hours of contractions. No food. No water. No help. Downstairs, he held Ivy and kissed her like I no longer existed. Three days later, I died with my unborn children in my arms. Now I stand beside them as a ghost. Three days later, Cole, sipping a bowl of rice porridge that didn’t suit his taste, said: “Tell Mia to come out and make me a bowl of porridge, then apologize to Ivy. If her attitude is sincere, send her to the hospital to give birth.” “Why isn’t that jealous woman Mia wailing anymore?” “Sir… could something have happened to Mrs. Frost? Last night, her screams were heart-wrenching, she sounded like she was in terrible pain…” Cole took a sip of porridge, snorting dismissively. “No one knows Mia better than I do. She’s just putting on an act! This time I must teach her a lesson so she won’t dare to provoke Ivy again!” The butler glanced towards the attic, hesitating before speaking: “But Mrs. Frost is carrying twins, and the doctor said she needed to be admitted to the hospital early…” Cole paused mid-sip, his expression softening slightly. “Is that so?” He stirred his porridge for a while, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: “Fine, tell Mia to come out and make me a bowl of porridge, then get over here and apologize to Ivy! Today is her due date, if her apology is sincere, we’ll send her to the hospital.” Cole heated up a cup of milk and walked into the guest room. On the bed, Ivy’s breathing was steady, the blanket had slipped down to her shoulders, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her chest. Cole’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he stared at her for a long moment before reluctantly tearing his gaze away. He bent down and placed a kiss on her lips. Ivy slowly opened her eyes, stretching languidly, and pouted coyly: “Brother Alex~ You’re bullying me again~” Cole parted his legs to let Ivy sit in his lap, his fingers idly massaging her waist. “Who could resist when you sleep like that?” Ivy buried her head in Cole’s chest, letting out a few contented murmurs. “But, sister Mia is working hard carrying your child. We’re both women, I can’t let you betray her when she’s at her most vulnerable!” Suddenly, as if remembering something, she looked up anxiously: “Last night, sister Mia was screaming so loudly, is she going into labor? Sigh… Even though it hurts to hear sister Mia in such pain, I’m envious! Being able to carry Brother Alex’s baby, even if childbirth is painful, it would be sweet happiness for me.” Sweet happiness? By now, I had already become a ghost floating beside them. On the attic floor, red blood had spread across the entire room. On the walls were deep scratches I had made in my intense pain, with bits of fingernails and flesh still clinging to them.
Not to mention how I had torn myself apart down there trying to give birth to the children. When I pulled out the first child, it was already not breathing. Blood gushed from the gaping wound between my legs, and the second child became stuck in the torn, bloody hole. With blood matting my hair, I held the blood-covered fetus, my eyes wide open as I stopped breathing. I wonder how Cole will react when he sees this scene? But for now, he was only focused on holding Ivy close. His voice was full of guilt and self-reproach: “It’s my fault! I shouldn’t have let the pregnant Mia appear in front of you and make you sad! I swear, this is the last time that woman will carry a child for me! You won’t see any more pregnant women in this house in the future.” “You don’t know, Mia even lied to me to try to soften my heart, saying she was afraid the babies were too big and might cause a difficult delivery, and that the doctor recommended immediate hospitalization.” “She can survive in the wilderness for three days and nights without food, yet she tells me she’s afraid of giving birth!” My heart ached, almost unable to breathe. A pregnant woman’s constitution is far different from a normal person’s, let alone the fact that from the day I became pregnant with twins, the discomforts of pregnancy had nearly exhausted me. Several times, due to my poor pregnancy constitution, I had even been hospitalized to prevent miscarriage. When I was first locked in the attic, I begged and pleaded with him to let me out. Because if I was really locked up for three days, it would surely result in three deaths! But Cole, right in front of me, loudly instructed the butler: “Go! Throw the key into a stinking river, and don’t let anyone secretly open the door for Mia! After three days, I want her to kneel and apologize to Ivy!” To survive, I tore down the wall paintings, piercing my hands with blood, and to pry open the attic window, my nails were forcibly broken off. Enduring the excruciating pain, I mustered my strength to climb out of the window onto the rain gutter outside, gripping the tiles tightly with my hands, inching along bit by bit, trying to jump to another room to escape. But then. In the garden below, Cole was forcefully holding Ivy in a deep embrace, kissing her passionately. The two were kissing so recklessly, it looked like things were about to get out of hand. Ivy suddenly pushed Cole away, looked up towards the attic, and let out a piercing scream. Cole raised his head, saw me desperately trying to escape, and flew into a rage. He was convinced that I had deliberately appeared in front of Ivy again. He ordered someone to bring a crane, and personally operated it, using the shovel to press against my belly, forcibly ramming me back into the attic. Intense pain shot through my abdomen, and blood seemed to flow endlessly from between my legs. In the end, my eyes were wide open, holding the blood-covered children in my arms. And that’s how I stopped breathing. Cole brought the cup of warm milk to Ivy’s lips. “I’ve already sent someone to bring Mia over to apologize to you. If she’s sincere, we’ll send her to the hospital. If not, she can give birth in the attic!” Ivy sipped the milk in small mouthfuls, but still choked a little, coughing with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful and delicate. “Brother Alex, you can’t treat sister Mia like this. Childbirth is very dangerous for women!” Cole sighed, looking at the girl in his arms with doting eyes: “You’re just too kind-hearted, that’s why you get bullied by women like Mia! Mia is a survival expert, she can survive for three days without food or water in the wild! You, on the other hand, little one, are so delicate you choke on a sip of milk.” He gently tapped her nose: “And you talk about childbirth being dangerous as if you’ve given birth before!” Ivy’s eyes flashed with panic for a moment, but she quickly lowered her head, her voice tinged with grievance: “Only Brother Alex… can see through the fragile heart beneath Ivy’s strong exterior…” She looked up again, her eyes misty, her lips bitten to a glossy sheen. She hooked her arms around Cole’s neck, deliberately pressing her chest against his heart.
Cole could no longer resist, kissing her with heavy breaths as Ivy softly murmured. Their lips entwined fiercely, and they began to hungrily demand more from each other’s bodies. But at the last moment, Ivy suddenly pushed away the heavily panting man: “We can’t, you’re a married man now, and sister Mia is carrying your child. Ivy doesn’t want to be a homewrecker!” Cole’s eyes were burning with desire, his voice hoarse: “Alright, I, Cole, will never betray Ivy’s true heart! Wait for me a little longer! Only when I’m clean and free will I be worthy of touching someone as pure as you!” With that, he placed a lingering kiss on her forehead, as if cherishing a priceless treasure. A flash of triumph gleamed in Ivy’s eyes. Cole couldn’t see it, but I could. Not wanting to be a homewrecker? I found it ridiculous, laughable! Then what about the many times she came to me, brazenly saying that even though I was pregnant, I was just paving the way for her, and that even the children I gave birth to would call her “mom” in the future? What does that count as? Using the poor excuse of being sick with no one to take care of her to move into my home. Openly flirting with Cole at the dinner table, to the point where even the house cook couldn’t stand it and made a few sarcastic remarks about her. She immediately tattled to Cole, saying the cook didn’t wash the ingredients properly, causing her to get gastroenteritis, and demanded the cook be fired. At that time, I had no appetite due to my pregnancy, and only the food made by this cook suited my taste. Out of hospitality, I approached her and offered to hire another chef to cook for her, but she slapped me across the face. “It doesn’t matter if the food tastes good or not, what matters is knowing who the real mistress of the house is! Mia, I just want to tell you, there’s only one Mrs. Frost, and that’s me, Ivy!” To prove that she would be Mrs. Frost, she curled up in Cole’s arms like a kitten, whimpering and sobbing. Crying that she was unfortunate, that she couldn’t bear children for him in this lifetime. And seeing me with my pregnant belly every day inevitably made her feel lost and heartbroken. “I’ve already tried my best to avoid sister Mia, but I still can’t help running into her every day! I should move out! Ivy can’t live in such pain every day, it’s making me so unhappy!” Cole lost control of his emotions in an instant, his face turning cold as he rushed over and slapped me to the ground. “You know very well that Ivy gets upset just by seeing pregnant women, yet you still parade around with your big belly in front of her every day! What are you trying to do!” “Such a vicious woman! You don’t deserve to be a mother! Today I’m going to lock you in the attic! Let you have a taste of suffering!” Several bodyguards grabbed my limbs and threw me into the dust-covered attic. “The doctor told me to go to the hospital today for delivery! If I go to the hospital, she won’t see me either!” I desperately clung to the doorframe, pleading tearfully. Cole sneered: “If you’re going to lie, at least get your facts straight. Your due date isn’t for another three days!” He no longer listened to any of my protests and slammed the door shut. My fingers were caught in the door, the sudden, piercing pain making me curl up and retract my fingers, unable to say anything more. Cole looked on with satisfaction and locked the attic door. And now, as the two of them were still passionately entangled, the butler came running, out of breath and panicked: “Madam… Madam is gone!” “Gone?!” Cole suddenly raised his head, looking annoyed at having his mood disturbed. The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead, saying fearfully: “The attic is full of blood… Madam… she…” He dared not continue. Cole straightened his rumpled shirt. “What blood? Oh, she’s probably just spotting, is she going into labor? Send her to the hospital.”
The butler swallowed hard and forced himself to continue: “Madam… she’s not breathing…” There was a hint of panic in Cole’s voice, but just as I tried to listen more closely, his tone became harsh again. “Acting! She’s still acting! I want to see how long she can keep this up!” “She’s survived in much harsher conditions in the wilderness, she can hold her breath underwater for over ten minutes! She’s just trying to fool you all because you don’t have any medical knowledge! She’s holding her breath to scare you! Call my private doctor, I want to expose her tricks in person!” The butler’s eyes widened, “Mr. Frost, Madam’s children are…” “Who do you listen to?!” Cole impatiently interrupted him. “Am I the one paying your salary or is that woman?” “Yes… I’ll go call the doctor right away…” The butler sighed helplessly before leaving. Ivy softly pressed herself against Cole. “Brother Alex, don’t be angry. Anger is bad for your health.” “That woman Mia is just good at winning people over! It’s only been a few years, and she’s already acting like she runs this house!” Cole’s words were like a slap, waking me from my delusions. In just three short years, he had already forgotten his promises from the past. On our wedding day, Cole had looked at me with eyes full of love and said, “This is your home now, and from now on, you’ll be the only mistress of this house.” Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Just moments ago, I had foolishly imagined that if Cole knew I had died from complications during childbirth, He might feel a bit of regret and guilt… How ridiculous I am now, and how stupid I was then. I actually believed Cole when he said he would love me forever. Back then, Cole and Ivy were childhood sweethearts in an arranged marriage between prominent families. But Ivy unexpectedly discovered that due to health reasons, she couldn’t conceive naturally. So she left for a foreign country without looking back, cutting off all contact with Cole. She kept saying that as the sole heir to the Frost family, she couldn’t bear to marry Cole and end his bloodline. To forget the pain of their breakup, Cole joined a wilderness exploration team. And I happened to be the team leader. Later, when he proposed to me, he said I was brave and strong, the embodiment of all that was good in the world. I was his guiding light in his darkest times, the one he knew instantly was his soulmate. After we got married, he felt that wilderness exploration was too dangerous. So he asked me to quit my job and stay at home to prepare for pregnancy, to give the Frost family an heir. But during those days when Cole had broken up with Ivy, he had been drinking heavily and staying up late, which had severely weakened his body. Under the pressure from the Frost elders to produce an heir, I worked on improving his health while actively trying to get pregnant. Finally, in the third year of our marriage, I successfully became pregnant with twins. The Frost elders were so delighted that they immediately held a press conference, declaring that the children I would give birth to would be the sole heirs to the Frost Group. It was at this time that Ivy returned to the country. And she brought back a statement: “I have no interest in inheriting the company. As long as I can be with Alex, Ivy will be satisfied for this lifetime.” Cole began staying out all night, his white shirts stained with indelible red lipstick marks. I decisively brought up divorce, but Cole said the children in my womb were the heirs to the Frost Group, and he wouldn’t let me go. He also said Ivy was sick and needed someone to take care of her, so he brought her to live in our home. And because Ivy couldn’t have children and couldn’t bear to see pregnant women with big bellies, he locked me, who was about to reach my due date, in the abandoned attic. Cole truly deserves to rot in hell! The doctor arrived quickly. As Cole’s personal friend, Dr. James had always been in charge of Cole’s health management. Cole followed behind Dr. James with his arms crossed, fuming, “Mia, let’s see how much longer you can keep up this act!”
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