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Worst Fear 96

Worst Fear 96

Chapter 96 

Chapter 96 

Lydia 

What are you getting at?I asked, raising a brow. Not everyone is as jobless as you, so if you can make this snappy, it would be 

easy.” 

Jobless?She doesn’t like her new name, Did you just call me jobless?She questioned. I nodded

If you aren’t, then maybe you should do something better with your time instead of trying to lay claim to a man every given opportunity.” My tone was like that of a mother advising a child

I don’t care what you say, all I request is that you stay away from Mason. You are his past.She lets out a low chuckle. if you weren’t trying to get him back, why didn’t you tell me you were his exwife?She closed her eyes briefly, biting the inside of her mouth

When she opened her eyes, it was clouded with regret. Was it fun watching me make fun of myself? At one point, I was even rooting for you.From her eyes, it was clear she was reminiscing about all the times she acted stupidly

You can’t blame me for that, you are the one who didn’t do proper research,I said

You are his past.” She repeated that she was always saying this as if to remind herself that she is the one currently in his life

Yes, I know, his first and last love. You will never know what it feels like to be loved by Mason. That I can promise you.Because he was still in love with me, I wanted to add that part, but saved it for later

As if on cue, Mia stepped out of the car, walked around, and opened the passenger seat for me. Before I entered, I paused and turned back to the fuming Julia, whose fist was clenched by her side

Her chest rose and fell, and one side of my lips lifted to the side

You don’t have to worry, nothing will happen between Mason and me, unless I want it to happen,I said with a smile on my face. In translation, Mason is yours because I don’t want him back.” 

We drove off, leaving her standing there. Phew. She is such a nuisance.Mia said

It began drizzling

I leaned into the chair, resting my head on it. 

Honestly, I didn’t want to pick a fight with Julia, and I was glad she wasn’t part of those I needed to be worried about. She is a girl who is in love. Maybe if I were in her shoes, I’d do the same

But what I can’t stand are those trying to bring me down with their words. I will never tolerate that

Mia drove into the underground parking lot! The surgery was tomorrow, and I’d be staying in the hospital air rough

Mia had offered to stay with me, but I couldn’t allow that. She had to oversee some contracts

I’ll work from here. I will not be at peace and be able to concentrate if I’m present with the twins.She had said

Mom was in the hospital. When I walked into Melanie’s room, she was fast asleep while Liam was on the couch drawing. When he saw me, he rushed over and I picked him up, planting a kiss on his cheeks

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Melanie has been sleeping all day. The doctor said she will be fine after tomorrow.He said excitedly

I’m glad to hear that.I pretended that I hadn’t heard that before

We had lunch together in the room, and the doctor came a few times to check up on Melanie

be?My mom asked and I nodded. The surgery was in the morning and I didn’t want to take a chance with 

Did you message Zoe?Myr morning traffic

Zoe sent me a text when she was at the reception. I went down to get her. Mom had already left with Liam. She would bring him after the surgery. I do not want Liam to see me pacing around the hospital’s hallway

Zoe looked around the place. She stood excitedly when she saw me. Hey, good evening.She greeted me

Hey.I said back, Come with me.I turned around and began walking back to the room

We took the hallway to the right, where the WIP rooms were. The hallway was empty, and my eyes trailed the white walls

Hey, Lydia.” 

Hmm?I paused when I didn’t hear her footsteps behind me. She had stopped. I turned around to see her pulling her hoodie

What?I asked

There was no way she’d be chickening out right now. No freaking way

Are you sick?Her voice was low as she took slow steps towards me

Huh?” 

What’s wrong? Is it serious?She reached to touch me, but I raised my hand, stopping her

No, I’m fine.” 

Then why are weher words trailed, but I completed it in my head, why are we at the hospital again?” 

I’m okay, but someone close to me isn’t. We are here for her.I said, and her lips formed an oh

Who is this person?She questioned, but I turned and resumed walking; she followed suit

You’ll see her tomorrow, for now.I stopped in front of one of the doors. She would be sleeping in one of the rooms. Here’s your room. It’s not as comfortable as the room at the Wood’s mansion, but I think you can put up with it for a night.” 

I can. Thank you.” 

See you tomorrow.” 

Mason’s Pov 

I scanned the document in front of me, nodding before flipping it to 

Chapter 96 

You did a good job,I praised Daniel 

I knew you’d like it.He said proudly. The news about your collaboration with Miss Alisen has gotten quite

and entrepreneurs are watching closely to see where this idea will lead.Daniel said

Oh really?I asked, swivelling my chair from left to right

Beads of water rolled off the glass. I stared into the rain pouring down

It began raining fifteen minutes ago and showed no signs of stopping soon

Yes. Some netizens are shipping you two together saying you look better with Lydia than with Julia.I stopped swivelling my chaic 

Let me see.I reached for the iPad and clicked on the comment icon. I scrolled through the comments, reading them

Okay, just by the way, Ican’t be the only one who noticed how good these two look together. This comment had over 200 comments beneath it, all agreeing to the fact that we did look good together

Miss Brooks is so much prettier than Julia. If I lose my crush to her, I won’t be too sad.” 

Julia doesn’t deserve Mason, Miss Brooks does.” 

I read the entire comment under the post, half of it was about the new collaboration, while the other half shipped Lydia and me together

I couldn’t help the smile that crept onto my lips. I wondered if Lydia had seen the post too. What did she think

Daniel cleared his throat, jolting me out of my reverie

If you are done with the post, then, let’s go, the board is waiting,” Daniel said

The meeting was successful. I couldn’t help smiling all through. Even the internet thinks we are made for each other, so how was Lydia not seeing this

You are back to this again.Daniel pressed on the accelerator; he was driving me to my penthouse

You 

Back to what?I questioned

You know what I mean.He insisted. What do you mean?” 

Our eyes met through the rearview mirror, and he shook his head

Nothing.” 

I looked out the windscreen, wiping the fog with my hand. Rain splattered across the road, the sound blending with the low roar of the engine

What is Lydia doing currently? Has she left for the business trip? As much as I wanted to speak to her, I od it would be best not to reach out

Lydia likes me too. It was clear from the way her body responded to my touch. She can deny it all she wants, but I was sure of that one fact. I can never be wrong about things like this

Since she was away, I wanted to give her time. I’m sure she’d miss me. Distance, they say, makes the heart grow fonder. When she 

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returns, I wonder if she’d still be able to deny what she feels for me

Daniel killed the engine. That was fast,I said, without waiting for him to open the door, I stepped out

While we were in the elevator, Daniel kept throwing glances at me. 

Say it.” 

Say what?He asked 

Whatever is running through your head.” He pressed his lips together

I know it’s not my place to ask, buthe paused and inhaled sharply, You are engaged, what happens when Miss Brooks agrees to return your affection? Would you keep her as a mistress or break off your engagement?” 

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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