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Worst Fear 104

Worst Fear 104

Chapter 104 

Lydia 

I didn’t expect him to pull me back or stop me from leaving

I also never expected to hear the words, I never stopped loving you.” 

His hold around my wrist was firm. We locked eyes, and I noticed the tears filling the brim of his eyes

Please, Lydia, give me just one chance to prove myself to you again. I don’t care how long it takes, or how much time I have to spend trying to win you and the twins, but I truly want to be part of your life.” 

I blinked and pulled my hand wash. Inhaling softly, my hand found my necklace, and I tugged on it

Maybe my walls are cracking. Seeing him look this miserable wasn’t something I expected. He ought to be having a good life after our divorce

I took a step back, Mason, I just can’t ” 

You don’t have to come to a conclusion right now.He stopped me from continuing. You should think about what I just said.” He rubbed his eye with his hand

You will, right?” 

I sighed. I can’t promise you I will do that.It was time I went back inside. Whatever I decide would be based on how you conduct yourself in the next few days.” 

If he keeps stalking me around, I’ll have to cut him off completely

I don’t want to see you anywhere near the twins.” I looked around, My house or my company?I had to remind him 

again

I’ve spoken about the fact that I am not pleased with his actions, especially the fact that he is a stalker, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care

I’ll promise you that if you promise to think things through before coming to a conclusion.” 

Was he trying to cut a deal with me right now

Three days, let’s meet in three days. You can pick whatever location.” I wet my lower lip

Fine.I turned to start walking back, but/stopped and spun around, Whatever decision I reach, you’d have to accept it.” 

I will.” 

Good. There was no need for thinking, my mind is already made up, I don’t want him in my life anymore. He left and won’t 

be welcomed back

Good night, Lydia,” he called after me

Chapter 104 

I got back to my car and drove off. I had no destination in mind. After I caught Mason with the twins, I cleared my schedule to spend time with them

I knew Mason had been stalking me and the twins since Melanie returned from the hospital. Although it didn’t sit well with me, I have always tolerated it, not wanting to confront him

But seeing him in their school didn’t sit well with me, and I had to give him a piece of my mind

I looked out the windscreen, resting my head on the car’s headrest. I pulled my car over. Resting from the long drive

I will not have to ever worry about Mason in three days. He’d be gone from my kidslives for good. I hoped he kept his promise

My phone beeped. I picked it up and opened the message to reveal its content

Zoe messaged me

Zoe: Hey, would you like to have lunch with me? There’s so much I want to talk about with you

Me: Sorry, I’ll pass. Maybe some other time

Zoe: I never mentioned the date yet

It doesn’t matter. I stared at her message, my fingers hovering over my keypad. My phone beeped again

Zoe: But we can go whenever you are free. You can pick the location

I inhaled a scent of breath. My phone rang at that moment, stopping me from replying. A call from Marcus

I ended the call and sent a text

Me: Can we talk later? I’m out

His reply came immediately

Marcus: Alright. Text me when you get back

I didn’t reply to Zoe’s last message. I drove around for some time before going back home

The next day, after dropping off Liam and Melanie, I had a long talk with the school director

The gates were left unattended, allowing strangers to speak to my kids

It wasn’t just about Mason. Even if I don’t want to admit it, I know Mason would not hurt them. But what if he had taken them away from me

I shook my head, dispelling that thought as I listened to the school director, a woman in her midfifties, speak. She clasped her hands together and leaned out of her chair

I’m truly sorry about that, Miss. Alissa.She spoke softly, barely moving her lips. There is a table separating us

Fortunately, nothing happened to the kids. I’ll have the gatekeeper sacked with immediate effect and ensure our security 

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is tightened.” 

Sun rays leaked into the office from the open window at the side

Once again, I’m sorry, Miss. Alissa.She apologised again

I pressed my lips together, feeling bad that a man might lose his job because of me. I didn’t want that

Maybe it was just an honest mistake. I didn’t want to deprive him of his job. A second chance won’t be bad

You don’t have to remove him from his position.I rose to my feet, holding my purse. The gatekeeper. She raised a brow, A reminder of what he should do may work.” 

She stood, towering above me. Mrs. Alina was tall and pretty; even at her age, she would still pass for a model

Thank you, Miss. Alissa. You are far too kind.Mrs. Alina was an understanding woman. It is the only reason Liam and Melanie attended here

She understood the fact that I didn’t want my twin’s face plastered everywhere

As I walked towards my car, I couldn’t help but think about how easy it was to give others a second chance. Everyone but 

Mason

Stepping into my car, I closed the door behind me

It’s because Mason betrayed you. Have you forgotten how he treated you? He almost ended your life in prison.a voice in my head said

But he has changed now. He loves you, and he wants to be in the twinslives. Do you want to deprive your twins of the chance of having a father?another voice replied

Stop it!I yelled out loud

I closed my eyes and opened them, passing a hand through my hair. I can’t be having a mental debate right now. I just can’t have it

I ignited my car and drove away. Mason is out of my life, and that’s final. I won’t be accepting him back

Mia walked beside me, our heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor with each step. We had just returned from a meeting held outside the company with a client

There are a few people scattered around the lobby, ID dangled from their necks. They bowed slightly in respect as I walked 

past

“Mr. Clark cancelled the meeting, his email just came in,” Mia said, stepping ahead of me to open the door. I walked into my office, and she did the same after me

This is the fifth time he has done this.I am not pleased even the slightest. If he doesn’t want to meet or wants this deal called off, he should say it instead of posting me around. I don’t like it.” 

I walked around my table and sat on the leather seat. What is his reason this time?I questioned

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His reason is different this time.” 

Which is?” 

His son is sick.My mind softened immediately, and I felt bad for judging him, knowing how it feels to deal with a sick 

child

This is so unlike him,” I stated, remembering times when he never acted this way, I only discovered he has a son last 

week

Mr. Clark was a workaholic and would not miss anything businessrelated for any reason. His company image and success were very important to him

He reunited with his wife last month; since then, he has taken great interest in his son’s life.Mia walked forward, dropping onto the couch. Surprising right?” 

It sure was

I couldn’t help but ask what could have prompted such a change in him. Was it possible for a man like him to change entirely

I’m so hungry, what will you be eating? I’m ordering in.Mia asked, scrolling through her phone. Without looking up her screen, she added, Or, never mind. I’ll decide for myself. I don’t trust you.” 

I swivelled my chair from side to side, closing my eyes. What if Mason is like Mr. Clark

Is it possible for him to love and accept the twins as his

As if on cue, my phone beeped. I picked it and checked the message

It was from Mason

I didn’t expect the three days to roll by so quickly. I stood, gathering my things into my purse. I won’t be having lunch with you.” 

I walked out the door, more conflicted than I have ever been

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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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