My parents and sister Maya died when their yacht exploded at sea. There were no survivors. Staring at the empty house and mountains of debt, I was absolutely heartbroken and ready to jump off the roof when a flood of cruel comments suddenly appeared before my eyes: 【Your parents actually won $300 million in the lottery and took Maya overseas to live the high life.】 【Maya has no clue her poor, blind ex-boyfriend—the one she dumped—is actually Liam King, heir to the wealthy King family. He was just faking being poor with her.】 【When Maya blows through all the money and comes back, Liam King will be furious and lock her up to punish her.】 【Chloe, jump already! We’re waiting for Maya to get back.】 I suddenly changed my mind about dying. That night, soaked to the bone and drunk, I stumbled into Liam King’s apartment. After a wild night with Liam, I woke up with every muscle in my body sore. Liam opened his eyes right at that moment. He was blind. He’d lost his sight in a car crash six months earlier. My sister Maya had dumped him countless times, disgusted by his poverty and disability. But for a split second, I had this weird feeling he was staring straight at me. But just as quickly, his eyes went back to their usual empty, unfocused stare. He spoke in a rough, hoarse voice: “Maya, is that you?” The malicious comments surged again: 【What the hell? Chloe didn’t kill herself? How is she sleeping with Liam?】 【Unbelievable! Is she trying to impersonate Maya? Liam’s vision was restored ages ago. If she dares lie to him, she’ll regret it big time!】 So he could see this whole time. I bit my lip, trying to calm my racing heart, forcing helplessness into my voice: “No, I’m her sister, Chloe. My sister… she’s gone.” “Yesterday, I meant to bring you some of her things, but I got drunk and don’t remember anything after that.” Glancing at our torn clothes balled up on the floor, I looked away awkwardly. “Did you mistake me for Maya last night? I’m so sorry—I shouldn’t have drunk so much, but I was just so heartbroken.” “I’m all alone now, after all.” I let out soft, trembling sobs. The comments swirled: 【What an idiot! She’s still making excuses for Liam. Liam wasn’t really blind. Yesterday, when she threw herself at him soaking wet, I saw Liam react right away.】 【Any guy would react to a hot, wet girl throwing herself at him. This chick’s a total schemer, isn’t she?】 A slight tremor ran through my body. The thin blanket slipped off my shoulder, exposing red marks on my pale skin. Liam’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. After a long pause, he finally spoke: “I’m sorry. I thought you were someone else.” With teary eyes, I fumbled to wrap the torn clothes around myself. “In that case, let’s just forget this happened. I’ll leave now. Please don’t be upset.” I stood up, my legs wobbly, nearly collapsing. Liam reached out to steady me. The second his fingertips brushed my wrist, I flinched. The comments started again, spewing insults: 【Liam won’t be upset. He already knows Maya faked her death.】 【Even those debt collectors? He hired them. Pushing Chloe to suicide was his first warning to Maya.】 【Maya has no clue her spot’s been taken.】 【This is so frustrating! Chloe, just die already!】 I ducked my head and rushed out the door. When I got home, the debt collectors who’d been hanging around downstairs were gone. My heart dropped. They really were sent by Liam. I shut the door and collapsed onto the floor, completely drained. Every inch of my body ached. Of course, I hadn’t been drunk. Originally, when I was desperate, I just wanted to get a little sympathy from Liam, hoping he’d go easy on me. I never expected him to react so intensely, keeping me up all night. I curled my lips into a bitter smile. Liam had lost his eyesight in a car crash while saving Maya. But after he went blind and became “disabled,” Maya wouldn’t even look at him. She never answered his messages. She made him wait three hours in the freezing winter rain while she video-chatted with someone else upstairs. She hated his cheap gifts, tossing them in the trash right in front of him. I used to think he was wasting his time. But now, it seemed like it was all just some rich kid’s game.
The comments suddenly erupted into an argument for some reason: 【I think Maya made the right choice. Who doesn’t want a rich guy? Who’d want a boyfriend who’s both blind and broke? Even if Liam wanted to test her loyalty, playing games like this is totally unnecessary.】 【Let’s be real, Maya might be selfish, but she’s just lucky. Once she and Liam make up, she’ll become Mrs. King, and Liam will still spoil her rotten.】 【Exactly. Good girls finish last, bad girls get everything.】 Reading those comments, I thought they were completely ridiculous. Growing up, my parents always favored Maya over me. She stole my toys, my clothes, my scholarships. After I started working, I pulled all-nighters every day, and they’d take my paycheck to pay for Maya’s expensive dance lessons and designer stuff. They wanted me to prop her up, make sure she succeeded. Now they’d won $300 million in the lottery. Not only did they abandon me with mountains of debt, but they wanted to use my life to pave her way too. Why should she get everything while I die like a dog? Resentment coiled around my heart like a poisonous vine. I’d always picked up Maya’s leftovers anyway. Since Liam was one of her castoffs, I might as well take him and use him. My next run-in with Liam happened sooner than I expected. As I walked out of the hotel where I worked part-time, completely worn out, I looked up and saw Liam standing across the street. A cigarette hung from his lips, and a white cane leaned against his leg. The rich really have the strangest hobbies. Maya was gone, but Liam King was still keeping up his little act. Not far away, a guy seemed to recognize him and approached with a fake smile. I called out suddenly, “Liam!” I marched right over to him. Before he could say anything, I grabbed his wrist. “Come with me.” I spoke quickly, lowering my voice: “I saw someone suspicious approaching you. Probably debt collectors.” “My sister took out a huge loan before she left, and since you were her boyfriend, they’ll definitely come after you. You can’t see—you’ll be in danger.” “You got hurt saving my sister, so I’ll look out for you in her place.” “Don’t worry. As long as I’m around, I won’t let them hurt you.” “I’ll never leave you.” My voice was so sincere it almost sounded religious. “Will you trust me?” I don’t know what part of that got to him. Liam hesitated, then took a lazy step forward. He let me lead him, and I took him back to my place. And I kept my word, taking care of him like he was my own family. When his stomach acted up, I’d get up in the middle of the night to buy him medicine. Since he couldn’t see, I’d hold his hand and guide him to feel his way around, over and over until he knew where everything was. Even when I was starving myself, I’d spend every cent I had to take him to eye doctor appointments. Through it all, Liam would just look at me coldly, a hint of amusement sometimes flashing in his eyes. At the hospital, the doctor shook his head and said there was no improvement. I could barely hide my disappointment and heartache. Walking out of the exam room, Liam suddenly laughed bitterly: “I heard you sigh. Is this really worth it? You’re not the one who’s blind—why are you so upset?” I stopped and suddenly cupped his face in my hands. Liam’s eyes flickered with surprise, barely hidden. “You mean a lot to me,” I said, looking straight into his eyes. “So your pain hurts me too.” “You have such beautiful eyes. I won’t give up on them.”
Liam’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he gave me a complicated look. My face showed how sad I was, but I forced a smile into my voice: “Honestly, I was thinking… if you could see again, I’d do anything.” When we got home, I dragged him inside with teary eyes. While pouring water, I accidentally spilled half the cup on myself. The thin fabric clung to my body when it got wet, showing off my curves. Liam’s expression changed. I noticed the subtle shift in his posture. Biting my lip, I pulled him close by his collar and kissed him first. Liam froze for a second before taking control of the kiss. The next morning, my body ached even more than the first time. I pushed through the discomfort and got up. Liam was already up. He tossed a necklace at me. “I picked this up at a street vendor a while back. It’s not worth much, but it’s pretty. For you.” The comments suddenly exploded: 【Unbelievable! How did Liam end up with this Chloe? Doesn’t he know Maya got tricked into gambling and is in real danger?!】 【Isn’t that the diamond Liam bought at the auction? Why’s he giving it to Chloe? It was supposed to be a peace offering for Maya after she flipped out about being locked up!】 【Are you crazy, Chloe?! How dare you go after Maya’s guy!】 I ignored the crazy comments, looking at the necklace in my hand with fake surprise. A diamond from an auction… That must be worth a fortune, right? If I sold it, would that set me up for life? Just then, new comments popped up: 【Relax, everyone! Can’t you see Liam’s just stringing Chloe along?】 【The King family head found out about his wild behavior this year and flipped, ordering him home immediately.】 【Liam’s worried Chloe will cling to him, so he’s putting on a whole show. He’ll hire guys to fake his kidnapping, then stage his death at sea right in front of her to crush her hopes completely.】 【Chloe’s such a lovesick fool! Can’t she tell Liam looks at her like she’s a stray dog?】 Liam was leaving? I tightened my grip on the diamond, suddenly feeling cheated. I’d played my part so well these days, and all I got was a lousy diamond. Meanwhile, Maya did nothing and would get everything just by coming back. That wasn’t fair. That afternoon, Liam said he needed to go out alone and told me not to follow. I knew exactly what he was up to. And I had my own plans too. I went to the pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. Thinking about the recent changes in my body, my heart was racing. When I saw the two bright red lines on the test, I let out a huge sigh of relief. I still had an ace up my sleeve in this game. Just then, my phone rang. “Chloe, right? You don’t pay up, you pay the price. Liam’s with me now. If you don’t want him dead, get to this address.” When I got there, I saw Liam’s back. He was tied to the railing of an abandoned cargo ship, hands bound behind his back. The kidnapper gave me a evil grin: “I only gave you twenty minutes. You’re too late. His time’s up.” With that, he cut the rope right in front of me. Liam, still tied up, fell straight into the ocean. My eyes went wide. The next second, I ran forward without thinking. I jumped in. The water was freezing, and my vision started to blur. Through the haze, I saw the “Liam” figure untie himself and swim smoothly toward shore. I scoffed to myself. Liam’s hired double wasn’t very convincing. But I still jumped in without hesitation. Because I was gambling on a possibility. Betting my life on it. I gambled that I would win.
The water was so cold I quickly lost strength, sinking slowly toward the ocean floor. Just as I thought I’d lost the bet, someone gasped and dove into the water. I forced my eyes open. The last thing I saw was Liam’s panicked face—a look I’d never seen on him before. When I came to in the hospital, my whole body felt icy cold to the bone. I heard the doctor scolding Liam beside me. “Do you realize she’s pregnant? And you took her to a place like that! What kind of boyfriend are you?” “Thankfully the baby’s okay, but she’s severely malnourished. If you want this child, you need to take better care of her!” Liam didn’t argue. He turned to look at my unconscious form, his expression complicated: “Chloe, do you really love me that much? You’d risk your life to save mine?” And just then, I opened my eyes. Our eyes met for two seconds before I quickly looked away. My voice was weak but steady: “Doctor, I want to terminate the pregnancy.” Liam’s eyes sharpened: “What did you say?” I turned my head away: “This baby shouldn’t be born. I’m getting rid of it.” “Your eyes have been fine for a long time. Why did you lie to me? Since you don’t need me anymore, I’ll leave on my own.” “If you don’t want me, just say so. I’m not the type to beg.” Liam opened his mouth: “That’s not what I meant.” He stared at my pale face like he was making up his mind. “Chloe, have the baby. We’ll get married.” “I’m not marrying you.” I sniffled and looked away, my voice dropping with disappointment. “Besides, we can’t even afford to raise a baby right now. Why bring a child into this to suffer with us?” After a few seconds of silence, my phone pinged with a text. Bank account deposit: $5,000,000. Liam walked over and put his hand on my stomach. “I promise he won’t want for anything.” I pretended to be shocked as he told me everything. No one saw my hand under the blanket, shaking slightly with excitement. I won the bet! I moved into Liam’s mansion. Liam was even richer than I imagined—even the decorations were worth more than I’d make in a lifetime. With the staff taking such good care of me, I had a healthy baby boy a few months later. Liam’s parents were hesitant about me at first, but their attitude changed completely when they saw their chubby little grandson smiling at them. They gave me $100 million just for pocket money. Our son had multiple properties in his name from birth, all managed by me. I checked my bank balance and smiled—this was better than I could have dreamed. When our son was seven months old, I went back to my old house to sort through some things. As I walked out, someone suddenly grabbed my hair and slapped me hard across the face. “Where the hell have you been! Do you know how long we’ve been looking for you?!” It was my mother. Her hair was a mess, her face dirty, and she was glaring at me like I was her enemy. Behind her were Maya and my father, both looking just as disheveled and pathetic. Maya checked me out from head to toe, shock and jealousy written all over her face. She suddenly stepped forward, linking her arm through mine with a fake smile: “Chloe, did you land yourself a rich boyfriend?” “You got lucky, unlike me—always stuck with poor, blind losers. Good thing I dumped that one ages ago.” “Now that we’ve survived this whole mess, why don’t you introduce us to your new man?” She ran her hand over my expensive designer bag, practically drooling. I knew exactly what she was up to—she wanted to steal from me again. That’s how it had always been, ever since we were kids. My cheek burned from the slap. I looked past them. Liam had just parked the car and was walking over—he’d heard every word. I smirked: “No need. He’s right here.”
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