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Worst Fear 80

Worst Fear 80

Chapter 80 

Mason 

Mason, what did you do to Julia?Mom asked immediately as she stepped into the room

Mom walked into the room with a serious expression plastered on her face. She stepped in front of me and crossed her hands under her chest. I was seated on the bed

Mason, I asked you a question. What did you do to Julia?” 

I passed my hand over my hair, frustrated. Releasing a sigh, I said, Mom, why do you think I did something to her?Why didn’t you think she did something to me? She was always on Julia’s side

It’s clear you’re the only one who has such effects on Julia,Mom said, her voice calmer this time

She just left with her eyes stained with tears. She was crying. She walked closer to me and sat on the side of the bed, plopping down a bit

Mason, I know this was a surprise, but you have to calm down. Listen to her, she’s carrying your baby.” 

I shook my head. No,Mom doesn’t understand. She did not tell me she was pregnant.Then I looked at my mom while drawing my brows together. You knew about it? You did not tell me either?I sounded disappointed. I could not hide it. Why did they keep it from me

If she had told me, things would have been different with Mr. Everett.” 

I didn’t tell you because it was not in my place to say anything. It was Julia’s place.She exhaled slowly, then asked, You met with 

Mr. Everett?” 

I nodded. Mam wrapped her hand around mine

Mason, I know this may have come as a surprise, but you need to do the right thing. You need to do what needs to be done.I was tempted to ask what needs to be done

I met with Mr. Everett today. Did you know what he said? He wants me to get married to Julia. He wants me to take responsibility by marrying her.” 

Mom’s lips are set in a thin line as she squeezes my hands. She brushed the hair on my face toward the back. Whenever she does this, I know she is about to say something I may not be in support of. I braced myself for her next words

Mason, I think Mr. Everett is right.” 

I knew it. She would support him like she was always about to support Julia. It was no news that she loved Julia, and she had always wished that I would get married to her. But I never thought she would get her wish, at least not this way

Mom-I began, but she cut me off

Mason, think of the bigger picture. She’s carrying your child, and aside from that, she is responsible and is from a reputable family. She deserves to be by your side 

She paused and continued

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We are also steps from being inlaws with Mr. Everett, and I am sure we’ll benefit a lot from this.” 

I removed my hand from her. She wasn’t understanding it. She didn’t want to understand me

Plus, Julia loves you. I think this will work.” 

I stood, realizing that all she cared about was Julia, nothing more; she cared about what she wanted. She doesn’t bother me

Julia loves me? What about me? Did she stop and think for a second if this is what I want? I don’t love Julia, and I don’t want this marriage

I couldn’t stay here any longer. I can’t stay here for another minute. I need to leave. I need to think about this. I walked out of the room, slamming the door behind me. Soon, my mom’s footsteps were heard behind me

Mason, think about it. Think about the bigger picture and all the sacrifices you have made to get to this point. You won’t just stand still and watch it go to waste, will you?” 

I need some time to think,I said in reply. Alone,I added

She stopped at the door and watched me walk out

I walked as fast as my legs could carry me. Getting to the car park, I entered my car and ignited the engine

I dove onto the highway, slamming hard on the accelerator, pushing the car as fast as it could go

I bit the inside of my mouth and tightened my grip around the steering wheel, my chest tightening. There was no twoway around this. My mind reminisced about the words of Mr. Everett

Do I really want to make an enemy out of him?The answer was simple. No.” 

As much as I’d like to deny it, I needed his help. I needed his assistance

The cloud was clearer, the rain had stopped. By this time, I had left the company by 12:00 noon. It was past 5:00 p.m. right now

I drove back to the company, hoping to get some work doheat least to take my mind away from my present worries

But when I got to the entrance, I couldn’t help but turn the car around. No, I didn’t want to be here.” 

I drove around the city for a while before putting a call across to Luke, hoping he would accompany me to a bar

Fortunately, David had just returned from Canada, so we decided to hit the bar together

But this turned out to be a bad idea, as all through the time we spent together in the bar, I couldn’t take my mind off the issue at 

hand

Julia was pregnant, and I have to get married to her.” my head kept reminding me

I downed the fifth glass of vodka, it burned down my throat

Luke and David sensed my worry and tried to get it out of me, but it was of no use, I’m fine. I have some issues. We’ll talk about it some other time.” 

Why did you invite us here?Luke questioned. I had no answer for that. Man, you’ll have to make up for this when the time comes. You’re killing the mood.David added

“I’ll make it up to you. For now, drink and do what you want, the bill is on meThey did just that

I got to my penthouse by 11:00 pm. When I got there, I walked to my study. My mind was filled with various thoughts. I decided to weigh the pros and cons of marrying Julia

Marrying Julia came with various benefits

I get to be the son in law of Mr. Everett. That comes with a lot of peck It mean.reholders, stock increase, and even Mr. 

Redmond may be a client of mine

Aside from that, I get to be part of the baby’s live, I doubt Mr. Everett will let me into his life if I were to refuse his request to marry Julia, his daughter

I knew what it was like to be raised by a single parent, and I don’t think I want my child to experience that

After weighing the pros, I did not see any need to weigh the cons. It was decidedI will get married to Julia

I can sustain my family and company

But even after this decision, I was a little discomfort in the back of my chest. I knew what it was. I knew it was the reason why this was making me more frustrated. But all through the day I have been pushing it away

Lydia 

She was the only one stopping me from going on with this wedding. Maybe a part of me believed that I might be able to get her back. But the greater part of me knew that was a lie

Lydia has proven time and time again that she doesn’t want me. There was no need to force things between us

I grabbed my phone and stepped out of the study. My stomach grumbled, but I ignored it and walked to my room. Opening the door, I stepped into my room

The day Lydia slept here, after eating nuts she was allergic to, I have been sleeping in this room

Before that day, this room was locked. This room has been locked for 5 years

I stared at the photo of Lydia and me on the side of the wall, a small smile falling to my lips. The old good times. I wonder if I would be able to replace the picture of me and Lydia when I got married to Julia

Thinking about Lydia in this room made me think about other things that happened that night with her in this room

My body felt warm as I thought about how Lydia’s wrapped her mouth around my cock

I needed a cold shower

Before I stepped into the bathroom, I grabbed my phone and typed a message to my mom

Fine. I’ll marry Julia.” 

I stood under the shower for some time/allowing the water to soothe my worries and calm my mind

I stepped out of the bathroom with a towel tied around my waist. I first walked to my phone, wondering if my mom had sent a reply to me. She must be elated to know that I had agreed

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But there was nothing

I was about to climb into bed when my phone dinged. I picked it up, eager to see her reply

But it wasn’t a message from my mom. Nothing prepared me for a message from Lydia

She has finally unblocked me. A smile crept onto my lips, warmth spread over my chest, and all my worries were finally placed 

behind me

I sat on the bed before tapping on the message, opening the content

Lydia- Hey, Mason, congratulations on being a dad. I heard the news 

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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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