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Worst Fear 78

Worst Fear 78

Chapter 78 

Lydia 

“We need to talk, Mason said, stepping close to me

About what?I questioned, raising a brow. He dipped his hand into his pocket. What could he want to say that he had to wait for me outside the restroom

Can we go somewhere more private?I don’t want to go anywhere with him, even if we were going to just talk

1 twisted my lips, contemplating for a brief moment if following him was a good option; lended up following him either way. 

We walked out of the restaurant and stood in front of his car. I didn’t understand what was so private about that place

Standing in front of him, I crossed my hand over my chest. What did you want to talk about?Lasked 

Lydia, why are you doing this?I squinted, doing what?” 

This man really couldn’t handle a rival. At least he shouldn’t make it so obvious 

Did you block me?He asked. Oh, this is what this is all about

Yes!I said straightforwardly

Why did you block me? I just wanted to talk, what was so wrong about that?” 

Why would you just want to talk?I asked him. What did you want to say? Why would you even message me? Let’s not even talk about how you got my number.” 

He pushed his hair back, I’m here now, what did you want to talk about?” 

Can you unblock me?He asked

Why should I? That was enough proof that I didn’t want to speak to him

We took our relationship a step further that night, and then you blocked me.” 

Took our relationship a step further? I’m confused, that’s rich coming from a man who is engaged.” 

She’s not my fiance.I guess he wasn’t aware of her pregnancy yet or the fact that he had been plotted against to take responsibility

And that obviously didn’t matter to you then, cause you kissed me back.” He paused before adding, passionately too.I shook my head

I’m done with this man

You took advantage of a drunk woman, you should be happy I’m not trying to sue you for harassment.h surprise, and that kiss meant nothing to me.” 

– 

widened in 

Butbut you?” 

That night doesn’t matter, it doesn’t change anything. Please try not to pull me aside for such conversations in the future.” 

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I walked away, grateful he didn’t try to stop me. I had almost forgotten about that night. I wasn’t drunk and could remember everything clearly, but he needed to know that it meant nothing to me

Seeing how he didn’t ask me about the meeting with Mr. Redmond he must be confident that he would get the contract 

I tried to prepare my mind for the worst, say we lose the contract. It won’t be nice, and I would be completely heartbroken, but that doesn’t mean it would tear me down

You don’t have to think about that; Lam certain we won’t lose this to your ex-husband. He can’t take this deal from us. We are better than him, remember?Mia said as we drove back

I allowed her words to give me courage as we drove back to the company

Later that day, I got an email from Mr. Redmond. He would be working with me. Mia, who brought the news, couldn’t hold back her excitement

It was past 6 pm already

We decided to pop a champagne to celebrate. I am one step ahead of Mason again. I couldn’t help but wonder how he planned to fight back

Mason’s pov 

She got the contract; I pushed the content on the top of my table to the floor, panting. There was no way Lydia had offered him more than I had

Daniel pushed the glasses up the bridge of his nose with his head slightly bowed

Was this why they didn’t reach me all through? Maybe a letter stating that they regretted tossing me aside and picking Lydia over me would have been highly appreciated

I only just found out this morning. Yesterday, after my chat with Lydia, I felt too weak to go back to the office

She wasn’t drunk, and I didn’t take advantage of her. Maybe she was st 

still a bit

tipsy, but she wasn’t drunk. I knew that fact so well

That wasn’t the part that got me. How could she say the kiss meant nothing to her?How could she easily block me and pretend she owes me no explanation

Maybe she was right, she didn’t owe me any explanation. But it didn’t stop the hurt

Coupling the hurt with this news, I felt suffocated

Can I get a meeting with Mr. Redmond?I asked, and Daniel just shook his head. We needed this deal

Contrary to what I had thought, even after the weekend of Mr. Arvin’s crises, it was still impossible to revive the product that he plunged into the depths of the abyss because of his scandal

I tugged on my tie, loosening it, and walked to stand in front of the window

Why is this happening? Why are things going south?I whispered underneath

What do we do, boss?” 

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Chapter 78 

This was the baseline of all the other contracts I hoped to sign. If I got Mr. Redmond, things would naturally fall into place

Tregret not meeting with Mr. Redmond beforehand

If I had gone with Julia to the exhibition as I promised and she had introduced me to him, then it would have been easier to get this contract, though I couldn’t tell how much help meeting him beforehand would have brought

Instead, i ignored her calls and focused on Lydia, thinking that the kiss meant something to her 

Sigh

I should have known she was still out to get me. Right now it was hard to separate personal life from work life

Maybe there was no separation. Came to think of it, my work life has always been my personal life

There was only one person I could meet at this point, and that was Mr. Everett. I placed a call across to him

After exchanging pleasantries, I didn’t have the time to state the purpose of my call before he asked me to come over to his office

At first, I was surprised that he had asked me to come over. Did he know what I wanted to come for? I couldn’t help but wonder 

But I did what he asked

Thirty minutes later, I was in front of his company

I stepped down, the sky was covered with thick clouds shielding the earth from the sun 

I came alone

His secretary was waiting for me at the building’s entrance. She led me to his office

When she opened the door, Mr. Everett had his back to me. He was as tall and broad as I remember

He turned and smiled. Mason, it’s been so long.” 

We shook hands when we met before sitting across from each other. Although Julia and I have been dating for the past five years, I can count the number of times I have met with her parents

You still look as young and healthy as ever,I said, and he grabbed his shoulder, massaging it gently

I have an obsession with keeping my physical health; a healthy body is a healthy mind.I nodded

We spoke about general things briefly before he said, I was just about to call you when your call came in.” 

Call me? He must also be disappointed about the news. Mr. Redmond was his friend, so naturally, he would want him to work with 

me 

If he wanted to call me after seeing the neys, then it must mean one thing: there was a way I could get Lydia

at the

contract back from 

What do you want to talk about?He asked, but before I could respond, he interrupted, Forgive my manners, tea or coffee?” 

I’ll take water.He pushed a button had not noticed on the table, and his secretary came in

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mister for my son.Water 

it is no news that I lost the contract with Mr Redmond to a rival, and I am very well aware that he is a friend of yours.” 

The door opened, and I stopped. The secretary placed a cup on the table. I continued after she left

Is there a way I can get another contract with Mr. Redmond? As you well know, I have been having some internal issues. Any help from you will be appreciated.” 

He was silent for a while, and each second that lasted just made me more anxious

What will I get in return?I was puzzled by his response. He has never asked that

Is there anything you want?” 

He held my gaze, his eyes never leaving me. His presence was overbeating, and I knew he was trying to make me feel small; after all, he was bigger. But that won’t work for me

I stared back with the same intensity

There is something I want.” 

He paused and continued, Julia is pregnant, I want you to take responsibility by marrying her.” 

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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