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Worst Fear 45

Worst Fear 45

Chapter 45 

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Daniel walked through the dani, stepping into my office

Your main whots to speak to you,he said, handing his phone over to ma 

Iwasn’t ready to speak to her. I’ve been avoiding her call since yesterday

Daniel stepped out of the room afterwards. I placed the phone on top of my table. It was ons 

. It was on speaker

My laptop is open in front of me. I twirled around my chair, moving from side to side

Mason, you’ve been avoiding my y call,her voice rang out

Here we go again

This is what happens when your mom is more invested in your business than you are

usylied

I am not. I’ve been busyI le 

My eyes are pinned on the screen of my laptop, staring at the photo on it. She is beautiful

Her smile

A smile surfaced on my face, but I was murdered immediately after my mom spoke

You can’t lie to me, Mason; I know you better than anyone. I know how you feel. Her voice changed in the last sentence

You must be hurt.She said

Okay, maybe I was wrong maybe she was worried after all, this would not have happened if you had listened to me when I told you about Julia.” 

Okay, she hasn’t changed

You lost so many investors because of that.She went on and on

Thummed and spoke minimally when possible

I think it’s time

you take things further with Julia. You have to seal things; that bitch is progressing and getting wilder if you want to defeat her, you need more investors, and Mr. Everett is the best candidate.” 

She is not a bitch.I said in a low voice

Huh?” 

She is not a bitch. She has a name, Mom, use it,I said

Oh my goodness.She spoke in the most dramatic tone. One would think the entire world just ended in front of her, and we all disappeared, leaving her behind

She’s going to rant about me supporting Lydia how. Maybe I should have held my tongue back

You are not defending that woman, Mason. She snapped. Her breaths began to become frantic like she was beginning to pace around 

I knew this was going to happen. I have this fear. I got a report that you were seen with her yesterday. She must be trying to crawl her way back into your 

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I massaged my temples

Mom, Mom, stop, please,tenuldn’t take any more of this

-We are both into the business world. It’s unethical to curse at each other. I respect her as the businesswoman that she is, and that’s allLexplained

I knew it wasn’t going to solve things and that the idea had already been planted in her head

Before she could respond and kept dragging the topic, I changed it, “You had someone watch mer Lasked

I hadn’t missed that

It’s for your own good, Mason” 

You know I hate that” 

I know what’s best for you.” 

I inhaled a scent of breath sharply, Mom!I snapped, I don’t like that.I said sharply

If I get to lay my hand on the bastards, I’m snapping his head in two.” 

Fine. I’ll drop it, but you have to promise me that you’ll think about an engagement with Julia,She said

Fine.” 

After the call, I stood and walked to the floortoceiling window, tucking both hands in my pocket

The door opened. I didn’t need to turn to know that it was Daniel

The day was bright, and the sun shone high in the sky. Dark clouds drifted past 

Daniel,” I called 

Yes, boss,” 

Who do you work for? I tuned in slowly. He tensed, his eyes darting from side to side, no doubt wondering where the question was 

You boss.He said

I walked back to my seat and pulled out the chair. I sat in it, changing the photo on the screen to another photo of Lydia

A photo of her from the night of her launch, where she had unveiled herself as the face behind Kavas

You sure it’s not for my mom?I asked

No, boss.” 

from

Then why do you bring her call to me? Do you think I’m stupid for ignoring her call, or maybe I’m an unfilial son!Lasked, raising my eyes to meet him

He shook his head

No, I just… 

The 

next time you do this, I’m demoting you to a cleaner threatened

I’m sorry, boss, it won’t happen again

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Good returned my attention to the photo of Lydia in front of me. For the past five hours, her pictures had been internet, they were easy to find

He picked up his phone from the table

Iraised 

my 

head when I realized he was still standing in front of me

What?” 

Boss, you’ve been invited to an event.He said

I’m not interested.” That didn’t stop him from speaking since he continued

In honor of bagging the contract, L&J Global has decided to host a congratulations party for Miss Brooks 

My fingers, which were set to remove the picture on the screen, paused

If it was for Lydia, that means she’d be present 

I’ve been thinking of some other way to see her and this seems to be an opportunity which I wasn’t going to let slide

Since you aren’t going, I’ll turn down the invitation.He said. He bowed and turned walking away. He was close to the door when I stopped him

I’ll attend. It would be rude to turn down an invitation.I said

He smirked as if he knew I’d stop him

Alright, boss.” 

He walked out of the office, closing the door behind him

My phone beeped, a message from Zoe

Bro, call me when you are free, I just learnt something I can’t keep to myself.” 

I was always free to talk to her. So I called her immediately the call connected after a few rings

Zoe, are you alright? Is everything okay?” 

No. I think ” 

Worst Fear

Worst Fear

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Status: Ongoing Type: Native Language: English
Worst Fear Synopsis : Worst Fear

Lydia’s world was already a crumbling ruin long before she collapsed on the cold, bleach-slick tiles of Westgate Prison. She had been serving her sentence with quiet endurance, forcing herself to survive each monotonous day. Cleaning floors, enduring the harsh routine, and trying to numb her thoughts had become her way of life. But as she gripped the mop handle, her body betrayed her — dizziness washed over her, and before she could steady herself, the world went black.

When she regained consciousness, Lydia found herself lying on a thin mattress in the prison hospital. The sterile smell of disinfectant filled her lungs, and her head ached violently. A familiar figure stood by her bedside — Nurse Gloria, a kind-hearted woman often whispered about by the inmates for her compassion. Lydia had never personally interacted with her before; she preferred keeping her distance from everyone. But this time, she had no choice.

Gloria spoke softly, her voice calm and motherly. “You fainted during your shift,” she explained. Lydia, groggy and disoriented, nodded faintly. Fainting wasn’t unusual for prisoners — malnutrition, exhaustion, and stress were daily realities in Westgate. But Gloria’s next words didn’t fit the routine explanation. She leaned in, her tone serious and almost secretive. “I ran some tests to see why you collapsed.”

Lydia’s brows furrowed. Tests? The nurse’s expression made her heart race. Something was wrong. And then Gloria said it — words that hit Lydia like a lightning strike.

“You’re three months pregnant.”

For a moment, Lydia’s world went silent. The walls, the lights, the nurse — everything faded into a blur of disbelief. Pregnant? That couldn’t be right. Her throat went dry as she tried to process the impossible. Three months. Her hands instinctively flew to her stomach, pressing against the rough fabric of her prison uniform. There was nothing — no bump, no sign of life — yet Gloria’s certainty left no room for denial.

Lydia’s first reaction was refusal. “No,” she whispered. Her voice trembled. “That can’t be right.” But Gloria simply nodded, her expression heavy with empathy. “It’s right, Lydia. I double-checked the results myself.”

The truth settled like a stone in Lydia’s gut. The symptoms she’d ignored — the morning dizziness, the fevers, the missed periods — suddenly made sense. Deep down, she knew this was no mistake. Panic clawed at her chest as she realized what this meant. Her past — the one she’d buried so carefully since the day she was arrested — came rushing back. The man she had loved, the night she had tried to forget, the betrayal that had shattered her life.

Tears burned in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall in front of Gloria. She couldn’t afford weakness here. Her voice was barely a whisper when she pleaded, “Please… you can’t tell anyone. No one can know about this.”

Gloria studied her for a long moment. Lydia could see the internal conflict behind the nurse’s eyes — between her duty to report and her compassion for the broken woman before her. Finally, Gloria sighed softly and nodded. “I won’t say a word,” she promised. Relief washed over Lydia like a wave, but it was fleeting. Gloria wasn’t finished. “But you have to promise me something too. You’ll come back for regular checkups. No skipping, no excuses. You and the baby need to be monitored. Do you understand?”

Lydia nodded mutely, emotion choking her voice. She didn’t trust herself to speak. The nurse gave her hand a gentle squeeze before stepping away to inform the guards that Lydia needed rest.

The walk back to her cell felt endless. Two guards flanked her on either side, but she barely noticed them. Her mind was spinning, replaying Gloria’s words over and over — three months pregnant. Each repetition felt like a hammer blow. She stumbled into her cell, collapsing onto the thin, creaky cot. The metal door slammed shut behind her, sealing her inside with the suffocating truth.

She stared at the ceiling for a long time before curling up on her side. Her trembling hands hovered over her stomach, fear twisting in her chest. She could barely keep herself alive in this place — how could she protect an unborn child? Westgate wasn’t meant for fragile things. It was a graveyard of hope, a place that crushed even the strongest spirits. What kind of life could she possibly give her baby behind these bars?

The tears she had fought earlier now spilled freely, sliding down her cheeks as silent sobs wracked her body. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself, as if she could shield the tiny life inside her from the cruelty of the world beyond her cell walls.

For the first time in years, Lydia prayed. Not for freedom, not for revenge — just for strength. For the chance to protect this unexpected child growing inside her.

As she turned her hand, the faint glint of her wedding band caught her eye. The ring mocked her, its shine a cruel reminder of the life she had lost. Three months ago, everything had been perfect — or so she thought. Her marriage had felt like a fairy tale. Even though her in-laws despised her, she had still believed love could conquer everything. Her husband had been her safe haven, her anchor.

Until the night everything fell apart.

The memory was sharp and unforgiving — flashing lights, police sirens, his face twisted in disgust as she was dragged away in handcuffs. The betrayal in his eyes had hurt worse than the accusation itself. That image haunted her still, burned into her mind like a scar that would never fade.

Now, lying in that cold, dim cell, Lydia finally understood how deep her despair ran. The baby inside her was both a curse and a fragile glimmer of hope. A connection to the man she once loved — and the life she could never return to.

As exhaustion finally claimed her, her last thoughts were of him — the man she’d once trusted more than anyone. His expression, full of hatred and disbelief, was the last thing she saw before the darkness took her again.

And for the first time, Lydia realized she wasn’t just a prisoner anymore. She was a mother — trapped in a place where love and life were luxuries no one could afford. But no matter what, she silently vowed: she would find a way to protect her baby, even if it meant fighting the entire world from behind these bars.

 

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