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Chapter 136 

Lydia 

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What do you mean I can’t see him? I told you this is very important to me. What do you not understand?I asked, quickening my pace as I walked down the Hallway, my fingers curled by my 

side

I’m sorry, ma’am, but you can’t go inside.” The lady tried to stop me. I halted on my path and turned quickly towards her. What do you mean?I asked, enunciating each word, so she gets the point that I am not joking around

If I don’t get the answers I need from here, then, this place might as well close down right now. I will not allow anyone to mess with the people I love

Mia had been at this bar yesterday, and she was harassed; she tried to put up a fight and was beaten up by a customer. The manager saw the incident and chose to send Mia away without stepping in when he should have. He probably thought she had no one else behind her, and he could step all over her to cover the crimes of the man whose reputation he wanted to protect

It took me three hours to get the correct bar, since Mia had refused to tell me the bar, knowing I won’t sit still, but you can’t blame me. Who would be able to sit still in this type of situation

She came to work late, which was unlike her. That was the first sign that something was wrong with her. Then she had a bandage on her head. I sent her to the hospital immediately and finally got a clear explanation of what happened from her

Ma’am, I’m sorry, the manager doesn’t want to meet with you.” The lady who looked like she was in bed early thirties stated. She was wearing a black skirt and a white buttondown with the name of 

the bar inscribed on the shirt

I looked around the bar at the few people that were there and inhaled slowly, wanting to keep my calm. I closed my eyes, and the image of Mia’s injury floated in my head, worsening my feelings. Then bring me to the next person in charge.I requested

No one is in charge here. It’s all me.” She pointed at herself.I scoffed and crossed my hand over the other, suddenly regretting the fact that I had left my phone in the hospital. I would have made 

some calls

If you don’t tell those scary cats to come down right this moment, I’ll ensure they never open this bar again. You see, I’m not scared of causing a scene; I believe in this matter, you are more at a disadvantage.” 

The lady chewed her bottom lip, a look of confusion etched on her brow. Wait here.She said and disappeared through a walkway at the side. She appeared a few minutes later and said, Follow me.” 

I did. We walked through a hallway for a few minutes before finally stopping in front of a door. She 

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knocked twice and opened the door. The place reeked of cigarettes and alcohol

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A cloud of smoke covered my view, obstructing me from seeing the man’s face for a while. I waved them with my hand, trying so hard not to choke on the smoke

The girl gave me a pitiful look before she stepped out of the room, leaving me alone with the man, but I was in too much rage to even care. I could finally make out his face after a few minutes

He had a fat wrap of cigarettes between his fingers. He is resting in the chair and swaying it from side to side. His eyes are red, and his face distant and expressionless

You wanted to see me? Why?His voice was just like I imagined it to be, deep

I want the information on the man who beat up my friend.” I paused studying his face to see how he would react to my request. But his face was the same

Who is he, his name, that’s the only thing I needed, and also CCTV footage of what happened last night.” 

Last night, I went out to meet Marcus and ended up taking an unplanned walk with Mason. My phone was with me, but I didn’t know when I rang. Mia called me three times, and I didn’t take any. Thinking about it made me feel guilty. If I had taken her call, then she would be fine and not have 

wo weeks to recover

Why should I give a stranger my customer’s personal information? Who do you think you are?” 

My friend was harassed and then assaulted at your bar. She is currently in the hospital receiving reatments, and the only thing you can do to show you care is protecting the name of the jerk who put her in that position and making sure he pays for everything.” 

A laugh sound reverberated all through the room. He quashed the butt of the cigarette on the ashtray on the table and looked up at me, You are a funny young lady.He remarked, and I awaited my shoulders

Am I? That’s for the compliment, though I’d prefer we stick to the matter at hand.I said, and he rose from his seat. He was twice my size

So, your friend came to my bar and was assaulted, and youHe pointed to me, his eyes dangling with excitement, You thought it was a good idea to come here alone, he emphasised the last word, to request justice for her. Where do you think this place is? A court?His voice was sharp, laced with mockery

I expect you to be reasonable and do the right thing.I refused to be intimidated. He grabbed a glass of drink from the table and downed it in one go

Looking down at the nowempty cup, he lifted his eyes and held my gaze. Your friend was being stubborn. In this bar, there are ranks. She crossed the line and had to put her in place. There’s nothing wrong with that, although I’d advise you to talk to her next time and put her in place.He 

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knocked twice and opened the door. The place reeked of cigarettes and alcohol

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A cloud of smoke covered my view, obstructing me from seeing the man’s face for a while. I waved them with my hand, trying so hard not to choke on the smoke

The girl gave me a pitiful look before she stepped out of the room, leaving me alone with the man, but I was in too much rage to even care. I could finally make out his face after a few minutes

He had a fat wrap of cigarettes between his fingers. He is resting in the chair and swaying it from side to side. His eyes are red, and his face distant and expressionless

You wanted to see me? Why?His voice was just like I imagined it to be, deep

I want the information on the man who beat up my friend.” I paused studying his face to see how he would react to my request. But his face was the same

Who is he, his name, that’s the only thing I needed, and also CCTV footage of what happened last night.” 

Last night, I went out to meet Marcus and ended up taking an unplanned walk with Mason. My phone was with me, but I didn’t know when I rang. Mia called me three times, and I didn’t take any. Thinking about it made me feel guilty. If I had taken her call, then she would be fine and not have 

two weeks to recover

Why should I give a stranger my customer’s personal information? Who do you think you are?” 

My friend was harassed and then assaulted at your bar. She is currently in the hospital receiving treatments, and the only thing you can do to show you care is protecting the name of the jerk who put her in that position and making sure he pays for everything.” 

A laugh sound reverberated all through the room. He quashed the butt of the cigarette on the ashtray on the table and looked up at me, You are a funny young lady.He remarked, and I awaited my shoulders

Am I? That’s for the compliment, though I’d prefer we stick to the matter at hand.I said, and he rose from his seat. He was twice my size

So, your friend came to my bar and was assaulted, and youHe pointed to me, his eyes dangling with excitement, You thought it was a good idea to come here alone, he emphasised the last word, to request justice for her. Where do you think this place is? A court?His voice was sharp, laced with mockery

I expect you to be reasonable and do the right thing.I refused to be intimidated. He grabbed a glass of drink from the table and downed it in one go

Looking down at the nowempty cup, he lifted his eyes and held my gaze, Your friend was being stubborn. In this bar, there are ranks. She crossed the line and had to put her in place. There’s nothing wrong with that, although I’d advise you to talk to her next time and put her in place.” He 

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Chapter 137 

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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