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Worst Fear 118

Chapter 118 

Lydia 

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A big black gate appeared immediately as my driver took the next turn. Soon, the car stopped in front of it, and a few seconds passed before the gate slid open, revealing a grand entrance

Making time to attend this anniversary was almost impossible. Mia had told me some time ago, but I had completely forgotten about it until! got a call last night reminding me of the event

The driver killed the engine. He stepped out and walked around to open my door. I stepped out. Cameras flashed, and I stood awkwardly for a brief moment, not expecting to be swamped by a crowd of reporters

Mia rushed to my side and led me in. Jigi Corporation’s anniversary has been highly spoken about and anticipated by everyone. Jigi company has been in operation for over 70years and has invested in almost every sector

The cloud is orange, the glow of the setting sun covering half of the building

Phew! How can they be so inconsiderate? I will never get used to this.Mia said as we walked into the hotel where the event would be held

Me too,I said

When we stepped into the hallway leading to the designated hall for the anniversary party, we were greeted with music

We are here,” Mia said excitedly. They did magic in this place. It’s so beautiful.She looked around. The hallway was decorated beautifully, and balloons bearing the logo of the company hung down from the ceiling

Stopping in front of the door, I could already hear the loud muttering mixed with music before the doorkeeper opened the door

The hall was a’s grand as I expected, filled with people who were chatting. This wasn’t just an anniversary night but a show of power, and it’s evident in the guests that were invited

We were led to our seats. Eight chairs surrounded a table. Most people had dates, but I had come with Mia since Marcus had to cancel. He 

suddenly had a business meeting

But I knew better; he had been ignoring me, or more like trying to stay away from me, since the day he saw me and Mason together

I heard this is the first anniversary celebrated in such a grand style. The chairman would be in attendance today.Mia has been reading every article she could find about this anniversary and the company on our way down here

She soon became abreast with so much information about the company and had told me about the many celebrities who would be in attendance today

It’s their 70th anniversary, you should expect nothing less. Other people soon joined us at our table, leaving two chairs remaining. One by my side and the other by Mia’s side

This will be us years from now,Mia said, I nodded, my attention no longer with her

My eyes are pinned on the man who just entered, Mason.He is dressed in a white Italian suit and smiling as he speaks with a man at the 

entrance

After our conversation two days ago, we spoke only once, and that was yesterday, when he came to play with the twins. Neither of us spoke about the previous day

I almost caught myself smiling as I watched him. He looked regal and stupidly handsome. I shook my head, reminding myself that he was the 

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Mia’s laugh made me shift my gaze from him to her. When she saw I wasn’t laughing, she stopped, You aren’t listening. That was supposed to be funny.” 

Sorry, I’m listening now,I said, trying to keep my attention on her

However, my eyes remained pinned on Mason; he hadn’t noticed me yet. Should I go say hi to him? After all, we were trying to be friends

I contemplated for a while on what to do before settling on saying hi to him. There was no use seeing him and pretending to be oblivious of his presence

Are you going somewhere?Mia asked when I pushed my chair back

Yes. I want to say a quick my words got stuck in my throat when she suddenly came right next to him and linked her hand around his

I paused and slowly sat back down. He wasn’t trying to push her away or anything. I looked away from them. What was I thinking

He claimed they broke up, but he never made it public. He probably said it to make me think it would get me to open up to him. Well, it 

almost did

Maybe they had a fight, and now they are back together. It wasn’t too hard to understand

I focused my gaze on Mia now, as I tried to peel the image of Mason and Julia out of my mind

The event soon began with an introduction and then a speech by the chairman. He spoke about the creation of the company and how it has been kept running. As the third generation to hold the office of the chairman, all I can say is he was doing a good job

After the speech, other presentations were done, followed by entertainment. Each segment ended with applause from the audience

Soon it was time for the audience to dance and mingle with each other. As usual, parties like this were not just for the agreed theme, but an adventure for people to meet up. Connections are made, investments are proposed, and even love can blossom

How about we go dance?Mia asked, shaking her head to the beat. You can go, I don’t want to,I said

For some reason, the ache in my chest from seeing Mason and Julia together wasn’t gone yet

I can’t go without you,Mia said

Why? Don’t ruin your fun because of me. Who knows, you may find someone tonight.” I gestured to the left at a young man in a black suit, seated sideways so his body faced us, See that guy over there?” 

She follows my gaze, What about him?” 

He has been staring at you for a while now.The man looked away when Mia’s eyes finally found him

No, he’s probably looking at you. You look like a goddess tonight.” 

Doesn’t mean you don’t look like one yourself. Now run along, before I change my mind and give you something to do instead.” 

After Mia left, I was left alone at my table. I tapped my finger on the rim of my glass before bringing it to my lips

It didn’t take ten minutes for Mia and the man from earlier to get lost in the crowd of dancers. I was glad, at least one of us got to enjoy the night

Here you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.A voice said behind me. I turned to see Julia walking close to me, a glass of red wine in her 

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I sighed, not ready for any banter about Mason tonight. She can have him and leave me in peace

I have no time for you tonight

fuck yourself,” I said, returning my attention to the dance floor

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Well, I think I have all the time for you.Julia stepped in front of me, blocking my view. Where is Mason, why isn’t she all over him like she 

used to

Julia, move, 1-She raised her drink and poured it down. I moved back, skillfully dodging the content, but was a bit unfortunate since some ended up splashing on my hand

My chair screeched loudly on the floor as I stood roughly. A look of disappointment spread over Julia’s face. She was aiming for my face but got my arm instead

How dare you?I asked through gritted teeth, agitated at her act

I’m giving you what you deserve. What? You don’t like it?She asked. I looked down on myself, there were some drops of wine on my dress, but it wasn’t obvious because my dress was red.. 

Apologise to me now, and I’ll let this go.My voice is calm, surprising even me. Julia paused, and soon a loud laugh resounded from her

She crossed her hand over her chest and moved forward, You’re joking, right?She raised a brow, You want me to apologise?She asked, then poked me on the shoulder, her actions now drawing more attention towards us than I’d like

Why should I apologise to a home wrecker?She asked loudly, looking around. A few people had their phones up

Home wreckerThe word I didn’t want to get associated with. A little gasp rasped through the audience

Why should I apologise to the woman who’s trying to ruin my relationship? I know some women loved Mason, I just never thought you were one of them or that you’d be more shameless.” 

She moved her hand forward, trying to poke me again, but I moved to the side, and in a heartbeat, my palm collided with her face

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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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