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Worst Fear 94

Chapter 94 

Chapter 94 

Lydia 

My phone beeped for the fifth time. I opened the message, and the man who was speaking in front of me paused

It was a message from my mom. My finger danced on my screen as I typed back to her. It was a reminder about the meeting with 

the doctor

Melanie was in the hospital, and if everything goes as planned, then the transplant will be in two days. This was the last meeting I’d be having before I went back to the hospital

I’ll be done in thirty minutes. So in the next two hours, I should be in the hospitalI sent the message and returned my attention to the man in front of me

After the meeting was concluded, I walked to my office, and Mia was already there sorting out some papers

Mr. Redmond just recommended a company, and I think you should take a look at it,Mia said, handing over an iPad

Thad met with Mr. Redmond, tried to change his mind regarding sharing the contract with another company, but he had vehemently refused, claiming that he had the policy and terms of the agreement that must be complied with. I was faced with losing the contract or accepting the terms

Of course, I accepted, with his influence, any deal with him was sure to open the door for more deals

I squinted my eyes when I saw the company that he recommended. Why, Mason

What should I say? Should I accept it?Mia asked, and I nodded

Of course.I said and then picked my bag, gathering my things into it, Clear my schedule for the next week.” 

That’s already done, but the thing isShe paused, and I lifted my head and held her gaze briefly

According to the terms, you’d have to sign the contract with Mr. Woods tomorrow. Mr. Redmond is holding a press conference.” 

Then a representative would do it,I said

Hmm, about that, he specifically requested that it be the parties, representatives aren’t allowed. It will not be more than an hour. We can leave in time to make up for the next event tomorrow.” 

Another event?I was done packing my things at this point. Mia nodded

The club.” 

What club?” 

She reminded me of the One Trillion Ladies Clubthat I had joined and had to kick Victoria out

I was still a member of the club, but Mia was the one who did most of the things she represented me, and I barely knew about what was happening in the club

-What about the club? Why can’t you represent me as always?” 

It’s a charity event you are hosting, and the last time we gave our word that you’d be present for the next event.She said

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I pushed my hair back, she gathered the files to one end of the table, and we walked out of the office, closing the door behind us 

Why were all the events lined up at this time? The next few days would be important, and I really wish to spend them at Melania’s 

side

After these two events, your schedule has been cleared, so there’s no need to worry about anything,She said

I got to the hospital later than planned. After the meeting with the doctor, where we Enalized everything and signed the necessary documents, I stayed with Melanie for the rest of the night

Liam was there too, but he left with mom. They were to return the next day

Morning came quickly

The day was packed with activities for me so when mom came that morning, I placed a kiss on Melanie’s head and on Liam’s cheeks and rushed out with a promise to return in time

Cameras clicked, and the hall was packed with people, mostly reporters

I shook hands with Mr. Redmond first, a smile gracing his lips. We smiled and looked at the audience

Mason shook hands with Mr. Redmond next. He was wearing a grey suit. His hair was combed nearly to the back with a few strands left falling over his forehead

He looked handsome. I caught myself glancing at his way more than necessary. Partly because I couldn’t wipe the last meeting with us off my head

We had met at the manor. At first, it was just a normal meeting, though I couldn’t tell what was normal about a divorced couple seated at the same place in the middle of the night

We found ourselves in my room, and before you know, Mason’s lips were on mine. He fucked me in every position I could imagine

My cheeks reddened as he shook hands with me with a sly smile on his lips

He spends more time with me than he does with his fiancée. He was head over heels for me. I knew this, but it wasn’t the part I wanted yet

I was still thinking about what to do with the information I had on Julia and her fake pregnancy

You look beautiful, did you dress up for me?He asked

I withdrew my hand from him, but his hold was strong. He kept smiling at the camera while holding my hand

I see you are being delusional again, Mr. Woods.I decided to let him hold on to me

After the deal was signed, we were asked 

few questions by the press

I knew about the questions beforehand and had spent time rehearsing the answers to them

When will I be seeing you again?Mason asked as he walked me to my car

I stopped on my track, taking slow breaths

I planned to stay with Malanie till she is healthy enough to leave the hospital. He doesn’t know about my twins. This is the reason 

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why he can’t know about me being in the hospital

“I’ll be travelling for a business trip later tonight. So we may not see each other till I return.” 

I don’t mind flying over to another country with you.He said

Well, I mind, your wedding is in two weeks and the last thing I need is anything tying me to you.” 

It won’t be a rumor.He said. Because you are already tied to me.We stopped in front of my car 

I am not.” My voice was calm, You are getting things twisted, Mason. Because we fuck a few times doesn’t mean we are something. You had fun, and I did too. No need to complicate it by getting our emotions mixed up in it.My voice was stem 

He stepped closer to me, and I instinctively stepped back

Are you trying to say you are completely over me?He took another step, and another back until we were standing so close to each other that his warm breath fell on my skin and I could hear his chest thudding beneath my hand

I hate having him this close to me. Would you dare say that when I have you under me screaming my name while I fuck you in that sweet, tight cunt? Would you say you don’t feel anything?His voice was hoarse

I stared at him hard across his face, Yes!” 

He blinked, You have no effect on me aside from when we are in bed. Don’t delude yourself into thinking you can build the feeling you tore down yourself.” 

He looked hurt as he creased his brows together and took a step back, You mean after all these times we’ve spent together, I’ve but won even a fraction of your heart.” 

No. Like Julia said, we are in the past.” 

He clenched and unclenched his palm

He took a step back, I know I haven’t told you this, but I regret how things ended between us, Lydia.He drew in a breath

These past few days, I’ve always had you in mind.He shook his head and took another step back

No, not just days. For the past five years, I have always thought about you. Not once did you ever leave my mind.” 

And what do you want me to do about this information? Dance or jump in joy?I challenged

He tried to kill me. Whatever manipulative technique he is trying to pull, it won’t work

Wait, Lydia.He tried to reach for my hand, but I pulled it away

Let me go.I turned to look at him. My heart bled, I felt broken once more. Lydia, listen to me, please don’t walk away from me.shook my head

No.I inhale a scent of breath. Memories of my time in prison were beginning to resurface in my mind

I don’t think we should be seeing each other anymore.I declared

Let’s both focus on our lives.Belope he could pull me back, I entered my car and drove of 

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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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