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Chapter 162 

Lydia 

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You did well today,Mason said, holding my hand in his. It wasn’t the first time I was visiting his company, but it was the first time in years. The last time I had come, we had held hands just like this, but then we were married

The staff bowed in respect as we walked passed. I heard their whispers, too, but today was a good day, and I didn’t care about what they said

You did well, too,I said to Mason as we stepped into the elevator. Mia and Daniel were also here with us. Once the elevator dinged and opened, we walked to his office

His office didn’t change much; it was just like I remembered. It’s been so long since you’ve been here, honestly, I’ve always imagined you being here, us having a good time and all that,Mason confessed

Well, I don’t think that’s farfetched anymore,” I said, walking to the fridge at the side. I opened it only to find it empty. No water or drinks, nothing

Why is your fridge empty? Not even water?I whined as I walked back to the couch

Mason smiled, I don’t keep them here.He said and sent a quick text to Daniel

Two minutes later, Daniel and Mia stepped into the room. Have you seen the comments? Victoria and Julia are being dragged, sue them for trying to frame you.Mia hissed, scrolling down the comments. I took gulps of water and placed the glass on the table

Your name has been cleared, but I don’t think this is enough to pay Victoria back for what she did. We need all netizens by our side,” Mia said

I don’t care about what they think.Mason sat beside me and wrapped his hand around me, pulling me close to himself. I leaned into him. “Well, I care, that woman sheMia suddenly stopped and slapped her hand across her lips, her eyes widened, and she looked behind me

I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to” 

It’s fine, no need to be sorry, not when I think you are right,Mason said, and Mia released a sigh

If you aren’t going to do anything about her, at least we can sue her for defamation,” she said, and I nodded. She was right

I sat straight. Before then, I should see her. I want to speak to her,I said, pulling away from Mason, who was ready to refuse my request. Before you disagree,not that I cared if he did cause I would go see her anyway, I have something to ask her,I said

I’ll come with you,he turned to Daniel, when is my next meeting?” 

It’s starting five minutes from now. The directors are already here.” 

You don’t have to worry, Mia will be with me, so go attend your meeting,I said, and stood picking up my 

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What is so important that you have to see Victoria?Mia asked in a worried tone, opening the door for me. I stepped into the car and settled into the passenger seat while she walked around and entered

Well, just some things.Aside from the fact that I wanted to laugh at her face and show her what happens when she tries so hard to bring me down, I had questions

I needed to know why she hated me so much. I know at first I wasn’t worthy of Mason. I was an orphan, and it made sense to some extent that she didn’t want me for her son. But why go to great lengths to try to bring me down even after I got rich

The car drove into the big black gate, and a flood of memories. My stomach twisted. It’s been so long since I was here. Everything felt so familiar and at the same time strange

I stepped down from the car, my eyes sweeping around the large compound. It was just as I remembered, I was so engrossed in going down memory lane that I didn’t notice when Julia’s car drove in until she got out and slammed the door

The angry sound of her heels announced her presence, and I turned to see her, her eyes red from anger

After the conference, Mia informed me of the interview she was having, and as I learnt, she left without a word. The side of my lips pulled up as I saw her. Her chest rose and fell, and she balled her palm by her side, What are you doing here?She asked in a rough tone

I crossed my hand over my chest, Why are you here, Lydia? I just asked you a question.” 

Since when do I explain myself to you?I asked in a casual tone. I guess your interview didn’t go so well. Are you here to cry to Victoria like you always do?I questioned, not bothering to hide the mock in my voice

Her eyes hardened, and she glared at me. I looked away; she could glare all she wanted. I wasn’t here for her

Without another word, I walked away from her, and she followed, You shouldn’t be here?” 

You make it sound like you are his wife? Do you live here now?I asked sarcastically. Now standing in front of the door, I knocked. However, without waiting for a response, Julia stepped forward hastily. She was about to push the door when it opened, and she fell in, supporting herself with her hand

I let out a low chuckle, Good, that’s where you belong, trash.I said, and crossed her. The maid who opened the door had wide eyes as she helped her up her feet. Don’t touch me,Julia snapped at her 

Julia, what happened?Her words got stuck in her throat when she saw me. You! What are you doing here, Lydia?Her soft voice turned cold as she spoke to me

You didn’t keep your end of the deal, Victoria,” I said, eyeing her as I walked past her

Who allowed her in?Victoria screamed. The maid who opened the door appeared. Pack your things and get out, you are fired.Victoria thundered, and the poor girl went on her knees immediately joining her hands together

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Please, I need this job, I’m sorry.She rubbed both palms together

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I don’t care.Victoria said, and Julia nodded in support. This was, after all, the maid who caused her embarrassing fall, so of course, she was happy about it

I walked up to the maid and helped her up. I guess you just got yourself a new job. I’ll pay you more than you were paid here.” Her jaw dropped. My P.A. is outside, she would help with the process,I said, my eyes on Victoria, who looked as though she was ready to rip me apart

What do you want, Lydia?” 

You didn’t keep the end of our agreement, and I was wondering if you wanted me to reveal the recording I have of you. Mason made sure to keep it securely, I’m sure netizens would love to hear what you said.” 

I did what you asked.She argued and I scoffed

What recording?Julia asked, alternating her gaze between me and Victoria, confusion and anger in her eyes

I raised my hand to my lips, covering it dramatically, You don’t know?I asked, and then shifted my gaze to Victoria, You didn’t tell her?” 

Tell me what?” 

Lydia, leave, don’t make me throw you out.” 

What makes you think you can tell me what to do?I asked through gritted teeth

If you came to tell me you’d be revealing the recording, then do it, I don’t care.She said firmly, but her hand trembled, giving her fears away. If you think I’ll beg, then, you should think again.” 

You don’t mind if I tell everyone that your exhusband tried to rape your daughter and that you tried to kill me and my twins?” 

Lydia!She yelled, her eyes darting around

What?I matched her tone. We held each other’s gaze, neither ready to back down. Don’t cross the line, Lydia.She said

What’s going on? Can someone explain?Julia asked, coming to stand between Victoria and me. Ask Victoria.I snapped at her. It seems she doesn’t trust you enough yet to tell you the truth about who murdered her husband.” 

If you do anything with that record, I promise I won’t stay still.” 

I smirked as she spoke, dipping my hand into my bag. I pulled out a brown envelope which contained some documents

That’s from my lawyer,” I said. I plan to take every action available against you two. I don’t care how long it takes, but I’ll fight you, money, connection, power. I’ll use everything.I swore. The only way out of this is to go off the surface of the earth because even if you go to the ends of the earth, I will find you!My eyes creased at the end as I spoke, and she trembled

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I smiled, seeing the terror she could no longer hide behind her strong facade

What is this about?Julia asked, trying to hold me. I pulled my hand away, scrunching my face in disgust before walking away

You just got the war you’ve been searching for.” 

Fuck finding answers about why she hated me. I’d rather burn the world she lived in. I turned and added, Julia, even if you knew and asked for my forgiveness, I won’t forgive you. But I’m sure netizens would love to see you kneeling.” 

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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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