Returning from a business trip, I found a pregnancy test in the trash can. In the past, even if Lucas had a woman's perfume on him, I would go crazy checking his whereabouts for the day. But this time, I ignored the pregnancy test, ordered the nanny to change the sheets, and reminded Lucas. "You said only my child would be your sole heir." Lucas smiled ambiguously, hugging my waist tightly. "Then let's make one now." Lust surged in his eyes, but was interrupted by a call from his little mistress. Watching Lucas leave in a hurry, I breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he didn't see the swollen hickey on my collarbone. Chapter 1 Half an hour later, my phone received the girl's abortion surgery receipt. "Sweetie, her child is gone, you owe me one." In the dark, the screen light was piercing. But the chat background of Lucas and me was like a sharp dagger piercing my heart. That was a family portrait of three. Me, Lucas, and our daughter who just turned one. I don't know how long passed, until the tears at the corner of my eyes dried. The door was gently pushed open, the bedside sank. Lucas pressed against my back, whispering softly. "Sweetie, let's have a baby." Before I could speak, Lucas skillfully removed my nightgown. Warm lips fell on my back, he reached out to turn on the light. I panicked and grabbed Lucas's hand. "Don't turn on the light, this is fine." Moonlight penetrated the window, I saw clearly the ambiguous lipstick mark on Lucas's collar. Acid in my stomach churned violently, rushing to my throat. I lay on the edge of the bed retching wretchedly, the infant's heart-tearing cry suddenly echoing in my ears. When our daughter was one year old, Lucas fed her hastily and put her to sleep to accompany his little mistress shopping. When he and the mistress were rolling in the sheets passionately kissing in the hotel, my baby choked on milk and suffocated. A pink and cute little face, finally became blue and cold. A glass of water appeared at hand, Lucas patted my back patiently. "Eleanor, you remembered that incident again, right?" I mocked myself with a curled lip. In his eyes, our daughter's death was just "an incident." But for me, it was a repeatedly festering scar on my heart that would never heal. Lucas gently wiped the filth from the corner of my mouth, but his voice was cold. "Don't let this incident become a hurdle we can never cross." I nodded gently, trying hard to muster the spirit to rinse my mouth in the bathroom. When I came out again, Lucas was no longer in the room. The phone dinged. It was a message from Lucas's little mistress. The girl was spoiled by him too much, even being a mistress was arrogant. "Old woman, you think Lucas really willing to let me abort our baby?" "He just faked the abortion receipt to trick you because he was afraid you would go crazy and hurt me." "Lucas said, when I give birth to the baby, he will let you, the yellow-faced woman, leave with nothing." Attached was an extremely explicit bed photo. The girl was naked, and Lucas devoutly kissed her not-yet-bulging lower abdomen. I sneered, silently saving the photo. Then dialed that person's number to confirm one thing. "Are you sure the medicine you gave me last time can make a man sterile?" "Not just sterile, I was afraid the old beast still had evil thoughts about you, so I specially increased the dosage." "Guarantee he can't even be a man." Looks like Lucas is going to have two green hats on his head. Chapter 2 Even if estranged, Lucas and I still have to play a loving couple to the outside world. But I didn't expect him to bring his little mistress to the charity gala, embarrassing me. Ruby wore a high-end mermaid dress, intimately holding Lucas's arm. "Sister, didn't expect you to be here tonight too." Lucas leaned into my ear, whispering an explanation. "Ruby just lost her child, I was afraid she would be depressed so I brought her out to relax." I gripped the champagne glass, deliberately exposing the ugly scars on my wrist. "Then you have to take good care of her emotions, lest she goes crazy like I did." Two years after my daughter died, I haven't had a good sleep. In dreams, she cried and vomited heartbreakingly, I was anxious but couldn't get close. Could only watch helplessly as she stopped breathing. After waking up, I slit my wrists to commit suicide, wanting to find my daughter to apologize and atone. Lucas sent me to a mental hospital instead, and had people erase all traces of my daughter's existence. Countless mocking gazes looked over. The wealthy ladies who used to envy me being held in Lucas's palm sneered disdainfully. "Lucas was willing to donate a kidney and block a knife for her back then, isn't he finding a new love now?" "What's the difference between her and us? Why pretend to be noble?" I bit the flesh inside my mouth, the freshly done nail broke in my palm, spreading severe pain. "Since you have a beauty by your side, I won't disturb." Ruby covered her mouth laughing, not hiding the provocation in her eyes. "Then thank you sister for letting Lucas go to me tonight." I shrank in the corner, heart in a mess. Blood dripped through my fingers, but I felt no pain. No medicine in the bag, I annoyedly unlocked my phone to message that person. "Hubby, I miss you..." Next second, the chat box popped up a smooth V-line abs photo. The restlessness in my heart was gradually soothed, fingers unconsciously poked the cold screen. This is the most important lesson Lucas taught me in seven years of marriage. Vent emotions in affairs, let hormones eliminate wild thoughts, play to the fullest. I didn't understand before why Lucas was obsessed with entangling with young girls? Now I understand, and I've tasted the marrow. Suddenly, a beam of light stabbed my eyes so I couldn't open them. Warm applause rang in my ears, Ruby walked over smiling and held my hand. "Sister, you were chosen as the lucky audience." "Go up to interact quickly." I looked up blankly at Lucas, he nodded. The host excitedly held the microphone, "Congratulations to this lady for winning the only interaction opportunity tonight." He shook the lottery box, signaling me to put my hand in. I touched a small note. Reading the small print on it, my heart convulsed uncontrollably. The host snatched the note from my hand, eyes full of mockery. "Congratulations to this lady, the prize drawn is to perform a pole dance for everyone." In an instant, everyone looked at Lucas in unison. Everyone knew that "pole dance" was his forbidden zone. I met Lucas's ambiguously smiling eyes, watching him gently peck Ruby's lips. Suddenly realized he was venting for Ruby who was slapped by me last week. Ruby leaned on Lucas's shoulder, clapping innocently. "Sister go for it, I haven't seen pole dancing yet." Lucas covered her eyes, doting words piercing eardrums. "That kind of loose dance will only dirty baby's eyes." I took off my high heels, eyes smiling. "Okay." Chapter 3 Most rich wives didn't like me. The luxury goods they waited bitterly for were always delivered to me first. Their marriages were unhappy, but Lucas and I were the model couple in the circle. Finally waiting for me to make a fool of myself, countless people held up phones to take pictures and record. I curled my lips and smiled wantonly, body dancing closely against the steel pipe. Amidst the noisy metal music, I saw Lucas's face gloomy. Only when he is unhappy, I feel happy inside. So I tore off the skirt hem hard, revealing a pair of fair and long legs. The gaze of the men present was hot and scorching, sticking to me. Lucas finally lost his cool, strode onto the stage, took off his jacket and wrapped it around my waist. His sharp eyes swept across the men in the venue, voice cold. "Don't want your eyes anymore?" I panted holding his shoulders, tilting my head and smiling. "Didn't you want to see me humiliated? Satisfied?" When the Sterling family went bankrupt back then, Lucas was devastated. Everyone avoided him like snakes and scorpions, only I, the companion, was willing to stay by his side. When Lucas stood on the rooftop seeking death. I cried breathlessly, finally daring to speak out the love of many years. "Lucas, even if the whole world doesn't want you, I want you." "I beg you to come down, okay?" Tutoring money came too slow, I had to hide from Lucas to dance pole dancing in night clubs. Very profitable, two thousand a night. With this money, Lucas and I didn't have to be beaten by debt collectors, nor squeeze in a damp and small basement. It was also this money that gave him financial support to make a comeback. I hid carefully, only daring to go home after removing makeup and showering every day. But Lucas still found out. He accompanied clients to drink, accidentally met my eyes. At that moment, embarrassment and fear occupied my heart. I was afraid Lucas would despise me, but he leaned over to kiss the bruise on my knee, promising never to fail me in this life. Oaths, like bubbles. Lucas gripped my wrist tightly, force so great as if to crush my bones. He took me away from the banquet, eyes surging with anger. "Eleanor! Why didn't you refuse? Do you know how shameful it was just now?" "These years people say behind my back I married a night club girl, poking my spine, you still insist on hooking out those unbearable memories!" Lucas pinched my chin tight, crushing my lips hard with his thumb. "Or are you naturally this cheap!" I quietly watched Lucas roar. He now, was as hysterical as when I caught him cheating. After the banquet, Lucas brought Ruby back to our home. He took off Ruby's clothes in front of me, gently kissing her lips. Ruby showed me a provocative smile, reached out and broke the porcelain doll ornament on the bedside table. The porcelain doll was made from my daughter's ashes. Heart seemed to be gripped tightly by someone, pain making me breathless. I knelt on the ground in panic, tears falling uncontrollably. Porcelain pieces cut my palm, but I couldn't feel pain, sobbing desperately. "Baby..." Lucas quickly pushed Ruby away, nervously holding my hand, roaring with red eyes. "Eleanor, what exactly are you doing?" I lowered my head, only realizing I unconsciously cut my wrist with porcelain pieces. Blood gushed out horribly, pata smashing on the floor. Consciousness gradually blurred, I fell into a familiar embrace. Chapter 4 When I opened my eyes again, Lucas held my hand joyfully. His voice was hoarse but couldn't hide pleasure. "Eleanor, we have a child again, must be a daughter, she came to find mom and dad again." Nausea churned in stomach, I dodged Lucas's touch without a trace. What right does he have to mention my daughter? A slight sobbing sound rang in ears, Ruby stood barefoot at the door with red eyes. She turned and ran, and Lucas chased in panic. I gently stroked my lower abdomen, tears rolling down. This child belongs entirely to me, unrelated to Lucas. After finding out pregnancy, Lucas was considerate everywhere. We seemed to return to the most loving time before. Lucas bought me a whole set of limited edition porcelain ornaments to please me. But he forgot, that porcelain doll I wiped and cherished day and night, was the only relic my daughter left me. My morning sickness was severe, Lucas pushed away projects worth hundreds of millions, cooking three meals a day for me at home. Flat lower abdomen gradually bulged. Lucas often stared at my stomach giggling, saying he was finally going to be a dad. If he hadn't killed my baby with his own hands, if he didn't have the sweet smell of woman's perfume on him. I would foolishly deceive myself that he still had some sincerity for me. Approaching due date, Lucas picked up the big-bellied Ruby to live at home, arranged next door to me. He frowned slightly, looking troubled. "Eleanor, in her belly is also my child, I can't ignore it." "Don't worry, I have asked a lawyer to draft an agreement, only the child you give birth to is my heir." I watched Lucas signing the agreement to show loyalty, fawningly sending the agreement to my hand. "It's okay, I understand you." "Just let her live at home, as long as she doesn't disturb me." But that night, Ruby had unbearable abdominal pain after drinking the soup I stewed. Blood flowed non-stop between her legs, soaking the white dress, choking: "If sister hates me for stealing Lucas's love, kill me and I have no complaints." "But the baby is innocent..." I stood helplessly on the spot, just wanted to explain. But Lucas pushed me down fiercely, holding Ruby leaving in a hurry. "If anything happens to Ruby's child, the bastard in your belly will be buried with it!" Lower back hit the sharp table corner, lower abdomen severe falling pain. Warmth flowed between legs, amniotic fluid pata smashed on the ground. I shouted Lucas's name in panic, but he didn't even deign to give me a look. Labor pains hit again, I trembled uncontrollably, dialling emergency number in panic. "I'm giving birth..." All obstetricians in the hospital were transferred to Ruby's ward to ensure her safety. I lay on the cold operating table, lower abdomen seemed to be crushed hard by a bulldozer, flesh and bones shattered. Until Ruby's child was born smoothly, dying me was noticed. Fetus dystocia, countless needles pierced my body. Moment before consciousness dissipated, I saw Lucas crying holding his and Ruby's child. Children's One-Month Celebration was held together. Lucas only invited a few best brothers. They congratulated Lucas on having a son and a daughter, wife and mistress getting along well. Ruby showed off her son in front of me, unable to hide pride in brows and eyes. "Eleanor, what does your little bastard have to compete with my son?" "If you kneel down and kowtow two loud heads to me now, I can still consider being a good stepmother." I ignored, smilingly holding daughter walked to Lucas's side. Amidst everyone's blessings, I pressed the switch in my hand. The moment the screen lit up, Ruby's face turned pale.
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