My husband loved me deeply. Until one night before bed, I didn’t drink the milk he gave me. That night, someone climbed into bed. A familiar scent pressed against my back, but his hands were more urgent than usual. I pretended to be asleep, then heard an argument: “The baby your wife is carrying is mine!” I quietly opened my eyes. In the darkness, two identical faces appeared before me! One was my husband. But who was the other?! After getting pregnant, I suddenly discovered I had two identical husbands. Every night, they gave me a glass of milk laced with sleeping pills. Then they took turns appearing in my bed. I held my breath, hiding behind the bedroom door, trying to eavesdrop. But I accidentally knocked over a cup, alerting them. “Who’s there?” Not daring to imagine the consequences of being discovered, I quickly fled to bed and pretended to be asleep. The door opened. I could feel two people scrutinizing me with penetrating gazes. “Maya?” After what felt like forever, the bed suddenly dipped. A tall figure pressed against my back, intimately whispering my name in my ear. The other person moved closer from the front, sandwiching me between them. They wrapped their arms around my waist, fingers tracing over my clothes, stroking every zone they knew so well, over and over again. Utterly shameless. I forced myself to suppress the trembling, holding back any sound from my throat, not even daring to move my eyes. Just then, my nightgown was lifted. My inner thigh felt cold. A burning hot palm slid upward along the inside. Fingertips stopped at the most dangerous edge. Circling gently, but never quite touching. I was terrified. Was this what they did to me every night after drugging me? I was on the verge of breaking down. Then one hand pressed down on the wandering hand: “Stop it. With this dose, she won’t wake up.” Immediately after, that hoarse voice threatened, “Cole, I’m warning you, stop drugging her! She’s carrying my son!” “Your son? How can someone with dead sperm have a son? I’m the real father here. If I don’t feel sorry for her, why should you?” Cole coldly grabbed Derek’s hand back: “Derek, don’t tell me you’re catching feelings? Don’t forget, you promised me that after she gives birth, you’d make her donate her kidney to me!” Hearing Cole’s words, Derek immediately softened his tone, coaxing: “What are you talking about? You know I only married her to find you a kidney.” Lying in bed, I felt like I’d fallen into an ice cave! My husband of two years, who had always been so loving, had only seen me as a breeding tool and a walking kidney donor. But my mother-in-law Margaret had never mentioned that Derek was a twin. What was their relationship exactly? Did Margaret, who had always doted on me even more than on Derek, know about all this?
After thinking all night, by the next day’s prenatal checkup, my eyes had dark circles under them. The doctor examined me and warned us that now that I was pregnant, we shouldn’t be so active in bed. Derek’s face darkened. He knelt by the examination bed, helping me put on my shoes and socks. From my angle, I could only see the top of his head. But from his unusually silent demeanor, I could tell he was unhappy. I sneered inwardly. This was the consequence he’d caused with his own hands—what right did he have to be unhappy? “Derek, I’ve been feeling so awful since getting pregnant. The doctor said the baby isn’t developing well. Maybe we should just terminate it.” In the end, he was someone I’d married out of love. I couldn’t help making one last test for our relationship. Did he really not care about me at all? His hands paused while putting on my shoes, then he gently stood up and kissed my forehead: “Why are you talking nonsense? Didn’t you sleep well?” The gaze meeting mine was full of sharp, uneasy scrutiny. He was wondering if I’d actually been awake last night and discovered their secret. My heart turned to ash. But then something even more desperate happened. When we reached the stairwell, he actually tried to push me down from behind. The metal handrail reflected like a mirror, showing his twisted, vicious expression. In that instant, all my hopes for this man completely shattered. I suddenly turned and threw myself into his arms, hugging his waist and acting cute with him like usual, catching him completely off guard. But inside, I was sneering coldly. You bastard, just wait. Dare to covet my kidney, treat me like a breeding tool? You two scumbags can hold hands and go to hell together!
From that day on, I gradually learned to distinguish between Derek and Cole. Derek had bigger muscles and a more prominent bulge in his pants. Cole was more delicate, without Derek’s muscular build. What shocked me even more was that Cole lived right next door to us! That evening, while Derek was showering, I insisted I wanted a late-night snack. Margaret could only reluctantly go make it. Taking advantage of the lack of supervision, I used smoke I’d prepared earlier to trigger the fire alarm. “Fire! Fire!” I screamed and ran out the door. Soon I’d attracted the neighbors’ attention. Before long, the fire escape filled with a dense crowd of people. I hid in the shadows, quietly waiting… Within minutes, Derek appeared in just a bathrobe, knocking on the door next door. Two identical faces appeared in the hallway. Downstairs was a sea of people, like an evacuation. I clutched my belly, deliberately blocking the escape route. When Margaret and Derek tried to help Cole leave, I seized the opportunity and pushed my way to Margaret’s side. “Margaret, Derek, who is he?” The moment I spoke, Derek and Margaret jumped like cats whose tails had been stepped on. “When did you get here?” They completely lost their composure, stammering without being able to form words. Cole’s face was deathly pale. I quickly pulled over a medical worker doing routine checks to examine him. “Do you have any medical history?” I asked with concern. He glanced at me, then brushed it off by saying he had moderate anemia… I sneered inwardly. What kind of anemia requires a kidney donation? After the property management announced the all-clear, we returned home with varying expressions. Derek nervously told me another version of this family’s story. “Maya, I actually have a brother. He was kidnapped years ago. I thought I’d never see him again… But incredibly, he’s been living right across from us. It’s fate!” Derek was crying tears of joy. But his tears looked utterly fake to me. I forced a smile, secretly admiring his ability to fabricate lies. Cole, is it? We’ll see about this! I would personally uncover the secrets between this family and him. Cole put on a show of reuniting with his roots in front of me, as if returning to the Carson family was the greatest fortune of his life. I took the opportunity to suggest Cole move in with us. After all, family should live together—it’s most appropriate that way. Cole happily went next door to pack his things, but strangely, Derek and Margaret seemed very unwilling. But their unhappiness didn’t affect my mood at all. Just because I hadn’t caught them in their conspiracy yet didn’t mean there wouldn’t be opportunities in the future. After all, walls have ears. Soon enough, I found his medical records in Cole’s room. He was born with only one kidney! No wonder they were eyeing mine… Then, on the medical forms, I discovered something even more intriguing. He had type A blood… But I clearly remembered that Derek’s parents were both type O. Two type O parents could never produce a type A child! Unless Cole wasn’t Derek’s real brother at all! But they looked exactly alike… Puzzled, I began observing these two men. Soon I discovered some strange clues. Cole actually… reached his hand directly into Derek’s pants?! He even used his hand to tease Derek’s bulge! Derek didn’t refuse—he even thrust his hips along with it! That evening, while setting the table, I caught Cole leaning on Derek’s shoulder, lips pressed against his ear. Saying suggestively: “Come to my room tonight, hmm?” His voice was sickeningly sweet… making me wanted to vomit. Now I was absolutely certain they were not in any innocent brotherly relationship. That night, Cole brought me a glass of milk. His malicious smile made it hard for me to believe this was a normal glass of milk. But I went along with him and drank it in one gulp. After he left, I immediately made myself throw up. For them to torment me like this, clearly something would happen tonight. Soon, I witnessed an explosive scene on the surveillance footage.
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