Season 2–Chapter 1
On my eighteenth birthday, the day of my coming–of–age ceremony, my parents were kidnapped. My fiancé, Vincent Milton, went alone to rescue them, only to return with both legs shattered and his body gravely injured.
Moved to tears by his sacrifice, I willingly donated a kidney to him, enduring the toll of surgery that left me physically weak and dependent on lifelong medication.
With reddened eyes, he proposed to me, vowing to love me for the rest of his life.
For three years after our marriage, I remained childless.
When I secretly sought in–vitro fertilization, I accidentally overheard a conversation between Dr. Beckham and my husband.
“Mr. Milton, back then, you and the Ainsworth family orchestrated the kidnapping to seize your wife’s kidney and uterus. And now, you want me to replace her eggs with Ms. Louise’s? Isn’t this too unfair to your wife? What if she finds out?”
“She’ll never find out. So many years have passed, and she hasn’t suspected a thing. She even blames herself for being useless, thinking IVF is her only option. Tsk. How laughable.” Vincent chuckled carelessly.
Dr. Beckham hesitated for a moment before mustering the courage to advise him, “Mr. Milton, secrets don’t stay buried forever. Your wife has been undergoing IVF treatments for two years now. Her body-”
“That’s enough. I don’t want to hear it.” Vincent cut him off dismissively, his tone indifferent.
“Remember, I’m the one paying you, not Sierra,” he added glumly.
“From now on, don’t bring this up again. If Louise hears it, she’ll be upset.”
“If it weren’t for Louise needing her kidney and uterus back then, do you think I would have married her? She was nothing more than a backup, a tool I kept for Louise’s sake.”
As the conversation in the office gradually faded into silence, my mind reeled in panic. My breath hitched, and before I could think, I turned and fled.
When Vincent returned home that evening, Louise was by his side.
The moment he saw me, a flicker of panic flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and casually sat down beside me.
“Sierra, didn’t you go for your IVF treatment today?”
At the mention of “IVF,” an inexplicable bitterness welled up in my heart.
Louise, now seated closely beside Vincent, smiled at me. “Sis, if you’re struggling to conceive, I know some folk remedies that might help.”
Before I could respond, Vincent interjected, “Louise, don’t say such things. Your sister will surely get pregnant. Those so–called remedies are unreliable–don’t believe in them,
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Before I could respond, Vincent interjected, “Louise, don’t say such things. Your sister will surely get pregnant. Those so–called remedies are unreliable–don’t believe in them,
alright?”
His words, full of concern for Louise, felt like a cruel joke to me.
Just then, Vincent’s phone rang. He excused himself and went to the study room.
As soon as he was gone, the gentle facade on Louise’s face disappeared.
“Sister,” she sneered, her voice dripping with malice, “a barren hen like you should just leave already and make room for me.”
“If I hadn’t left Vincent back then, do you think you would’ve had the chance to take my place? You wouldn’t be Mrs. Milton–the woman every socialite in the city envies.”
She suddenly grabbed my wrist, her nails digging into my flesh.
“This position was mine from the start. And it will always be mine.”
The moment she finished speaking, she abruptly threw herself backward, crashing into the coffee table. The sound of tea set shattering echoed through the room.
“Louise!”
Vincent rushed over, taking quick strides to kneel beside her, his face full of concern. “Are you hurt? Let me see!”
Louise weakly leaned into his embrace, her voice trembling as she fought back tears.
“Vince, please don’t blame Sierra. It was my fault. I couldn’t resist sharing my pregnancy news with her, and then… then she just…”
“I just don’t know if my baby will be okay. What if… what if I lose my baby because of this fall?”
“Vince, I-”
Before I could even utter a word in my defense, Vincent shot me a vicious glare. Without another thought, he scooped Louise into his arms and hurried out the door, leaving me standing there.
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Chapter 2
