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Worst Fear 79

Worst Fear 79

Chapter 79 

Mason 

I couldn’t wrap my head around what I just heard. Julia is pregnant. And he would only help me if I got married to Julia

I wasn’t aware till he mentioned it

I tried to laugh at first, thinking he was telling a joke; maybe he wanted to scare me. But when he kept a straight face, I knew he wasn’t joking

That’s the only option. If you don’t get married to my daughter before the end of this month, then forget about getting help from me; I’ll even ensure your company gets wiped out of history.” 

Are you threatening me?I asked

One side of his lips pulled to the side, no, it’s just a warning,he stated

I clenched my hands together

You’ve been with my daughter for five years. Your first marriage didn’t even last that long,He paused and continued, Julia is precious to me, and if you knew you didn’t want her, then you should have let her go earlier, not get her knocked up and toss her to the side.” 

He slowed and then inhaled sharply, all this while I bit the inside of my mouth

What I’m saying is it’s high time you get married to her. Don’t you think so? Especially now that she has your child.” 

I closed my eyes, this can’t be happening

There was no way Julia was pregnant. I grabbed the glass of water from the table and downed it in one go

You should say something.He said

I rose to my feet, Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Everett; I’ll get back to you; I need some time to think about it.” 

After saying that, I left his office

I still couldn’t wrap my

head around this news. If Julia was pregnant, then Mom knew, why didn’t she tell me

Why did no one tell me and make me the fool in front of Mr. Everett

I stopped in front of the red light and grabbed my phone, maybe this was what she was trying to tell me

I have been ignoring Julia, so I can’t blame her for not telling me. But Mom knew as well

I toss my phone to the empty passenger seat

Things were getting complicated. I wanted to scream and pull my hair. This is messed up. I wanted to end thi maintain my business relationship with her father

It was clear that won’t be happening in place of a breakup, I never expected marriage

th Julia and 

The loud horn of the car behind me jolted me out of my reverie; I pressed the accelerator and drove on. I took a sharp turn

Chapter 79 

changing lanes 

Immediately, I pulled over to Mom’s house, and my phone rang. It was Danint theld my jacket in one hand

I took the call. He wanted to know how the discussion with Mr. Everett went, but upon sensing my mood, he didn’t press on when had nothing to say to him

I stepped in, slamming the door behind me. Zoe was in the sitting room

Where is Mom?Lasked; the words came out angrier than I had intended

Hey, chill, what’s wrong?I flung the jacket I held on the couch by the side

I pushed my hair back and began walking up to her room

Zoe footsteps resounded behind me. I climbed the stairs two at a time, calm down Mason, what’s going on?She kept

I tugged on my tie, removing it from my neck and holding it in one of my hands. I was now in the hallway that Mom’s room was in 

I stopped in front of the door. Mom.I knocked and tried to open it, but the door was locked

Mason, talk to me,” Zoe said, holding my hand back, stopping me from banging on the door again

I don’t think she is in.She said; I stopped knocking and turned to her a look of concern in her eyes. My chest rose and fell, and slowly, I tried to calm my breath

There was no use trying to take the anger out on my Mom, where is she?I asked Zoe, and she let go of my hand.. 

I have no idea, I just stepped out of my room.She said

We walked to the sitting room together, and a cold breeze pushed into the room through the window

Do you want water?Her voice was swallowed by the pitterpatter of rain, and she didn’t wait for my reply

Two maids rushed to close the windows, and at the same time, loud thunder cut through the sky

Zoe returned with a glass of water. I wasn’t thirsty but I took a sip from it. I sat in front of her tapping my legs on the floor

She was sitting on the edge of her couch when I settled the glass on the table

What’s wrong?She asked. My gaze is lowered

Julia is pregnant.The word came out of my lips as a whisper, as I had yet to wrap my head around that possibility. Why is she suddenly pregnant

Huh? I didn’t hear you.” 

I raised my eyes to hold hers

Julia is pregnant,I repeated

Her parents want me to take responsibility by marrying her.I want to scoff or sneer or do something to make this seem like a joke

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Oh my goodnessZoe covered her mouth with both hands 

That’s good news. Congratulations, suppose, he said

She has never hid the fact that she didn’t like Julia

You should be happyShe stated, Not looking for MomI should be happy 

Why are you looking so angry?She questioned. It’s not like Mom is pregnant or Mom got her pregnant.” 

She has a point. Mom isn’t Julia, and Mom didn’t get Julia pregnant 

I don’t know I couldn’t give her an answer, Because she knew but she didn’t tell me?” 

Mom knew?” 

There’s no way she didn’t.” 

Zoe nodded

Zoe stood and sat close to me, what do you want to do? Do you want to marry her?She questioned

I shook my head and then nodded You need to know what you want, this is the big 21st century; you don’t have to marry her if 

you don’t want to. I don’t want you to marry her, but then, what I want doesn’t count.” 

I have to marry her.I placed my hand over my face. This is a dilemma

Why?” 

I inhale sharply, thinking of her father’s words. Do I really want to make an enemy out of the Everetts

I couldn’t tell Zoe the reason, I have to.I sat straight

You don’t have to worry about anything. I’ll handle all this.” 

I will support any decision you make only if it is what you want,Zoe said

I’ll leave you to think about this.She returned to her initial position, I didn’t return to the office; aside from the rain, I didn’t feel like going 

I need to speak to Mom first. Or Julia

I placed a call across to Julia. She picked at the fourth ring 

Can we meet?I went straight to the point immediately after the call connected. Where are you?I asked

I’m with Victoria; we are on our way home!” 

Perfect, I’m home. Let’s talk.” 

When she returned, her eyes brightened immediately when she saw me, and she walked over before pulling me into a hug

Mason, how have you been? I’ve been trying to reach you. I have big news for you.Mom just smiled at us and excused us

I pulled her to my room

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Why didn’t you tell me you are pregnant?I asked after shutting the door

You know?Maybe she didn’t see the annoyance in my eyes or notice the imitation in my voice. How could she still look so 

cheerful

I wanted to surprise you when we next meet.” 

Is that why you didn’t tell me?I asked as she touched her stomach and lovingly looked down before she nodded

How is this possible?I asked

We always use protection whenever we have sex

How is whatpossible?she asked

I bit my lower lips. I didn’t want her to take this the wrong way, but I needed to ask

How are you pregnant when we always use protection?” 

Huh

You knowI began, but she cut me off

Are you doubting me?” 

I asked a simple question.” 

We had unprotected sex two months ago in your penthouse.She stated, But the fact that you think for a moment that I have been unfaithful to you is heartbreaking.” 

Shit, that day

But I had dropped her off so she could have some aftersex pills since she wasn’t on birth control

I just need to be sure that it is” 

Yours? It is yours, Mason.She has never yelled at me. I felt bad, and I am not aborting it.With that said, she left, stomping out of the room and leaving me to myself 

I don’t go after her

A few minutes after she left, there was a knock on the door. And Mom came in, Mason, what did you do to Julia?” 

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Worst Fear

Worst Fear

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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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