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Worst Fear 32

My hands are resting on the steering wheel, I watched Marcin drive out of the restaurant is often kept degingi 

Date the 

After he asked that question, I allowed myself to fantasise about the result that dating him would bring. The aftert of our relationship

Marcus was not just any man. And I was fortunate to do business will em 

Icouldn’t reject him to his face, partly for the fear that he may not take it wet Another part is because i don’t tous him 

Dating and mammage are important to me 

Sa is my revenge, but still, I refuse to date him for the sole purpose of revenge. He doesnhad naturally moved to something else

serve that, So Hold him I’ll think about it. The conversation 

I leaned into my seat

My mind shifted to Mason. It has taken me a while to realize that he could see me from where he and Julia were seated 

We were not on the same floor, but from the ceilingtofloor window that was in the WIP session, I could look down at the VIP session 

His eyes were on me. I smiled, loving the effect I had on him

He left with Julia first

He is one of the reasons why I can’t date Marcus

What I want is revenge on Mason and I plan to accomplish that by ensuring that Mason comes back to me

I want him to go after me. I’ll make him fall in love with me, then dump him, just like he did to me

The plan was to slowly get into his skin. I don’t want to make it seem like I want him. He has to want me. That is why I came to the restaurant with 

Marcus

I took a deep breath and looked out of the window. Other cars were parked around. People were walking into the restaurant while some were going dot

Marcus said this was a gift to me. A congratulatory gift for the launching of Kavas Construction. Maybe I’ll take it 

I received a message from my assistant, The document for the investment has been sent out.She informed me 

At this rate. I’ll get the land. A smile of satisfaction crept into my face

That would be a bigger step for my empire and a grand step for my construction company

Due to the status of my company, I didn’t have a problem getting investors; in fact, there were people lined up to work with me

Looking back, all I could say was that I’ve come a long way 

I made a mental note to get victory ice cream with Liam and Melanie today

1 drove out of the restaurant, towards the direction of the company

I nod my head to the sound of the song blasting out from my speaker

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I took a sharp turn, the building was now his sight of than, a man ran into the near 

stepped on my break immediately, my tires screeched loudly on the floor

I brushed my hair away from my face and stepped out 

Lines of worry spread over my face

I just caused an accident. I just caused an accident

Are you alright?asked as I walked to stand in front of the man tasemed had fallen 

There was no one there

furrowed my brows, wondering 

ot if it was an illusion. But the clearly seen him in front of my car 

I turned and flinched when i saw Mason, I wasn’t expecting him

What are you doing here? Why would you jump right in front of my car? What if had hit you? My tone was mons out of anger than of concern

I’m sorry, I just needed to speak to you.I crossed one hand over the other and shifted my weight from one leg to the other 

Now, what do you want to speak to me about?questioned. We spoke the other day, so now what

He cleared his throat. I didn’t expect the next words he spoke, Who was that man? Why were you with him?He asked Matly 

I raised a brow at his audacity. Who does he think he is to ask such questions

Are we friends? Why should I answer such personal questions?my tone matched his

His eyes moved over my body, did he really get you the dress?” 

Are you seriously asking me that?his jaws ticked, and he ran his hand over his hair

Mason, I don’t like this. I hate it when you stop me like this. I warned last time about reporting you for stalking and I wasn’t jokingtumed ready to grab my phone from my car

You changed.” His voice stopped me

La lot. One side of my lips curled upwards, and as I turned, I didn’t bother to hide it

ve changed a

You’ve 

He noticed, Let’s talk about that when the police arrive.I opened the door and grabbed my phone

It is you who changed me. It is you who brought this change 

You think the police would want to be involved in a couples fight?my fingers typing on the top of my screen stopped

It’s funny how you’ve refused to embrace this reality

He moved closer, and I didn’t bother to move, I stood rooted to the floor

I have so much to say to you.He began

I have nothing to say to you.” 

Let’s go speak somewhere quieter. I looked around it, bothered by the curious glances thrown at us

He was

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Well, why wouldn’t he be? He was the the engaged

Iclutched my phone totally forgetting about calling the police. That was just a threat 

He figured

i’ve given you a chance to speak before you blew it,I said

I will nuke it quick.i am not

interested in going anywhere with youMy phone rang at that moment

Mom was calling

Laccepted the call

Liam and Melanie want to see you. I tried to stop them, but they insisted. So we are on our way We’re close now,” She said

I ended the call after she spoke, Looked around. I saw a car at the beginning of the lane, it was far off, but could cognize the car as my mom’s

Fine. I’ll go with you.I said and sighed in reliet, moving to his car. He opened the door for me to step in, much to my surprise

He ignited the car and drove of I turned my head to the side as we drove past Mom’s car. The last thing I wanted was for Liam and Melanieto se 

It was better to leave my car. I can always come back for it. 

Mason drove across the highway. I looked out, suddenly regretting being in the car with him

Why are you fighting me?He asked, startling me. I turned to look at him. His eyes are focused on the road in front of him

Fighting you?” 

The contract, you know how important it is to me.” 

op me offI demanded

Drop me 

His head flung towards me

I said drop me off,Lam not doing that.He turned sharply

I know this route

He soon pulled the car over in front of his penthouse. I Looked around, memory flooding into my head

This place held so many beautiful memories of both of us, although those memories were now a nightmare

Before Victoria accepted me as her daughterinlaw, Mason and I had stayed here together after our marriage. And each day was more beautiful than the other. Each night was more passionate than the other

Let’s step down and head inside.He suggested I shook my head

No, I won’t be doing that,I stated firmly. Whatever you have to say, say it here

He was silent, and I could feel his gaze on me, I turned to him 

He was staring at me. Or, more specifically, at the stomach

My eyes widened, and I wrapped my hand around myself, covering my stomach 

I could see his unasked questions. His grip around the steering softened, and he moved his hand away slowly

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What did you want to say? You seemed eget to speak to me earlier 1Faskad, diverting his attenten

His eyes returned to my face

I won’t take much of your timb. An hour is what I asked for inside the penthouseTM Ha said

Ibit on my lower lips

This is not a good idea, but why not? I was after making him fall fes me wo know exactly how to do that

Thirty minutes is all I have,I said and stepped out of the cat

He moved around, coming to try to hold my hands, but I moved my hands away skillfully, avoiding his fouth

Buzz

Is that a beei 

I tried to keep my cool by walking away, but I missed my step; his hand caught me, steadying me in place

He was holding me and staring into my eyes. He began leaning forward, and I froze

Oh, there you are!Julia’s voice resounded at that moment, followed by a gasp

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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