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Worst Fear 116

Worst Fear 116

Chapter 116 

Mason 

Lydia’s words echoed in my head as I drove home. What could she mean

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I know I left her in prison, but that’s because of what she did. Granted, I should not have done that, I shouldn’t have divorced her when she was at her lowest, but you can’t blame me

My emotions were triggered, and I acted on them. Anyone in my position would have done the same

I am a better man now, with more control over my needs and emotions

My phone began ringing again. Why the fuck was Mom calling? I contemplated ending the call for a brief moment. But decided against it. She will not give it a rest until I speak with her, so I did just that

I am now on the highway leading to my penthouse

Mason, what is this I am hearing?She yelled from her end, anger drenched in her voice. Come over right now

Mom, can we do this some other time?I requested, already mentally exhausted

No, we are doing this right now.” 

I can not,I said, fixed on my decision not to go to her

If you have even the tiniest bit of respect for me and you’ve still regarded me as your mother, come to the house right this moment.” 

She pulled that final card. She knows the right way to get me in a moment like this. She is my mother, and she knows I will never go against 

those words

I turned lanes and drove down to the mansion

Immediately, I stepped in, and I was welcomed by sobs from Julia. She is seated on the couch with mom seated beside her, hands wrapped over her shoulder, comforting her

I flexed my jaw as I stepped forward. A part of me knew this was the reason she called for me. It had to be Julia

He is finally here.Mom said, and Julia lifted her head

Mason, come over here.Mom’s face was devoid of any smile as she stared at me. She wiped the tears on Julia’s cheeks with her hands, Sit over there.She gestured towards the coach opposite her

From the way we are seated, it would be easy to mistake Mom for Julia’s mother instead of mine

Mom, why did you call for me?I asked, trying to be calm, not sparing Julia a look

Mason,she began, you know, I do not try to interfere in your relationship or your love life.” 

Okay, that’s not true. Even when I was dating Lydia, I remembered my mom being so against it

But this time I feel like I should. It’s normal for couples to have misunderstandings and fights, but that doesn’t mean it should always end in 

a breakup. At this point, I can only wonder what Julia told her

I leaned into the couch and tugged on my tie before slowly taking it off

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Mam, this time it wasn’t just a misunderstan.” 

Mason, we can resolve this.Julia cut me short. Her voice seemed to bring the smile back to my mom’s face

She smoothed her hair with both hands like a little girl. I’ll leave you guys to talk about it.” She said, You are both adults, so fix thisShe walked away, leaving Julia and me in the sitting room by ourselves

Mom sat at the dining room table, a plate of grapes on the table in front of her. From the corner of my eye, I caught her popping one into her mouth. I knew she might pretend to be busy, but she is actually listening to our conversation

Mason, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. Please, can you let this go? At least just this time.She pleased

We’ve spoken about this before.Did she forget my words? She must have probably thought my mom had a lot to say about this. At the beginning, she did

The only reason I dated Julia for such a long time is because of my mom; she kept pointing out the benefits of dating her. Honestly, I did benefit a lot

You can’t just call off what we have.She touched her stomach. I am carrying your child.She said

I shook my head, refusing to be tied down by a child

I don’t care,I stated matteroffactly, and I mean it. It is not that I don’t care about the child, I do care about the child, after all, it’s my child, what I don’t care about is the mother. Julia

What about the business? My dad isn’t just going to let this go. Have you thought of the impact it’ll have on your stock and al-” 

I’m done with this. We are over, and that’s final, and nothing will change my mind.” I am now standing on my feet. Please leave, and appreciate it if you don’t come back or try to see my mom,” I stated. Mom was already standing

Even she won’t be able to change my mind.” 

Mason, what’s going on? Why are you-” 

Mom, Julia wants to leave; she feels weak. She could use some rest.I said

Mom walked with Julia to the door, after which she returned to where I was seated

Mason, how can you throw this opportunity away? Why will you even think about breaking up with her, especially at this stage?” 

People date and break up, Mom,I said, walking to the dining room. She followed behind me

You aren’t people, and you are engaged. You are both different from the usual.” 

Even married couples get divorced; this is nothing new. In fact, I am divorced, and I remember how happy my divorce brought you; why isn’t this the same?I asked, suddenly feeling angry towards her. I took a water bottle from the fridge

I placed the open bottle to my lips and downed the contents. That’s because Lydia wasn’t worth you.” 

There you go again,I yelled, squeezing the nowempty bottle. What do you mean, Lydia wasn’t worthy of me?I want to blame her; she caused it, can’t she see that Lydia is better than Julia or any other girl out there

And she already has my twins

I know what’s best for you, Mason, and I know Lydia isn’t.‘ 

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1 shook my head. Placing the now quashed bottle on the table, you don’t know, You know absolutely nothing about me 

do, that’s why I’d make sure this works. I’ll meet with Mrs. Everett if I need to and make sure they don’t get too upset with this call off. You are just acting on your emotions. I can’t allow you to ruin all you’ve been working on simply because of all this.I pushed my hand over my 

hait

I care about you, Mason,she said, trying to hold my hand, but I moved it away

No, you don’t. You care about yourself, Mom, not me.She has never cared about me. If she had, she wouldn’t have made me divorce Lydia because she would have seen that I needed her to live

All she cared about was being the mother of a successful son and nothing more

Is this because of her?She asked, tears filling her eyes now, Is she why you are behaving like this and disobeying your mom?She asked

This is why I do not want you spending so much time with her. She’d ruin you.She screamed

This isn’t about obedience, Mom. It’s about what I want, and it breaks my heart that you’ve never considered that.My voice is weak now

I’ve never loved Julia. For over five years, no day went by without me yearning for Lydia and for what we’ve always had.I looked at my mom, disappointed

Was it that she never noticed, or did she ignore it

But I’ve always pushed my feelings aside because I wanted to see you happy, but I’m done doing that. I love you and respect you, but this time, I’m choosing myself.” 

Choosing Lydia didn’t mean I loved Mom less. It’s me choosing my own family the way she’d do if she were in my shoes. She’d always pick me and Zoe, and I’m doing the same

I’m choosing Liam, Melanie, and Lydia

Good, Mom,” I said

It was past 11 pm at this point, and I know I shouldn’t be leaving, but I can’t stay under the same roof as Mom right now

Mason, come back. Don’t leave.She screamed at me, but I didn’t listen to her. It’s decided

I was about to leave when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to see Zoe

Can you please not go today? Stay home. I have something to talk to you about. It’s important.” She said, her eyes moved around as if watching for someone

I’m sorry, Zoe. Can we do this some other time? I’m pretty busy.Busy with my emotions. 

It’s really important. It’s something you need to know.” 

I shook my head, Some other time, please.” I placed a kiss on her head, goodnight. I love you.” I said and walked out

As I drove back to my penthouse, all I could think of was how to fix all this

Was it possible to do so without anyone getting hurt

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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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