When Rebecca Andrews received her pregnancy test slip, she was pleasantly surprised.
She was pregnant!
It was Louis Stone's child!
After three years of marriage, she was finally pregnant with his child, which had not been easy for Rebecca.
She happily took the pregnancy test slip and walked out. She couldn't wait to tell Louis this good news. As she turned around the corner, she saw a familiar figure walk past her.
"Paislee Schmidt? Louis' first love! I can't believe she's back!" she thought.
...
Rebecca quickly followed her, only to find that Louis, who was supposed to be at work, was by her side assisting her with care. She was evidently about 5 months pregnant.
"Louis, I'm fine. You don't have to be nervous. The child is healthy."
"It's better to be vigilant. After all, the child in your belly is the eldest grandchild of the Stone family. We can't afford to make any mistakes."
Seeing Paislee smile sweetly and Louis' gentleness towards her hurt Rebecca deeply.
"What are you guys doing?"
Rebecca held the pregnancy test slip in her hand tightly. Her nails pierced her palm through the paper, but it didn't hurt as much as how she was feeling.
She was born infertile. In order to have a child with Louis, she had consumed home remedies and visited multiple hospitals in the past three years. She had almost lost her life several times. Rebecca had never expected to see Paislee pregnant with Louis' child on the day she found out she was pregnant.
"Why are you here?"
Louis frowned immediately and his gentle eyes turned cold. It was as if even the air around them became chilly.
Seeing his attitude, Rebecca couldn't help but ask, "Why am I here? Louis Stone, I am your wife and you're here with your mistress for her pregnancy check-up. How dare you ask me why I'm here?"
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Her question drew the attention of the people around them.
All of a sudden, Paislee burst into tears pitifully.
"Louis, I'm sorry. I'm the one who caused you trouble. If I hadn't come back and told you about our child, or if I had ruthlessly got rid of it, Rebecca wouldn't have misunderstood us. I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
After that, Paislee ran away.
"Dominic, follow Ms. Schmidt and take care of her. If anything happens to the baby in her belly, you will be the one to blame."
There was a hint of anxiety in Louis' voice. His assistant, Dominic Carr, quickly followed Paislee.
Rebecca felt suffocated. Louis had never been this concerned about her.
"Louis, you b*stard!"
She raised her hand in a flash, wanting to slap Louis hard in the face, but she didn't expect him to stop her halfway. The strength in his hand made Rebecca grimace with pain.
"Rebecca Andrews, three years ago, when you tricked me by sleeping with me and forced me into marrying you, you should've known that I wouldn't be able to reciprocate your feelings in this marriage. I'm warning you, the child in Paislee's belly is very precious and is the blood of our Stone family. If you dare lay a finger on her, don't blame me for not caring about our marriage."
After Louis finished speaking, he shook Rebecca off.
Rebecca could barely stand upright. She staggered to her feet and almost fell. She quickly held onto the wall beside her. The pregnancy test slip slipped out of her hand and fell in front of Louis.
"Are you pregnant?"
There was a moment of astonishment in Louis' eyes.
Rebecca just started laughing and tears streamed down from the corners of her eyes.
"Are you upset? I made it clear to you three years ago, but you didn't care. No matter how sincere I've treated you, you've always turned a blind eye towards me. Now your first love is pregnant with your child. Louis, I love you, but I also have my own dignity and pride! I will get rid of this child. It's time for us to end this."
Rebecca's heart felt like it had been twisted with a knife, but she turned around firmly and left.
Louis's eyes suddenly darkened.
He stepped forward briskly, picked up Rebecca, and walked out of the hospital.
"Rebecca Andrews, who do you think you are? You're the one who forced me to marry you and now you're the one who gets to decide to get rid of the child. Did you really think that I'd be yielding and let you make a fool out of me? I'm telling you right now that it's up to me to keep this child or not!"
"Louis, let me go! This is my child, and it has nothing to do with you!"
Rebecca struggled furiously, but she couldn't break free from Louis' grip.
"Your child? Could you have been pregnant without me? Rebecca, you'd better not upset me right now!"
Louis narrowed his deep set eyes. A piercingly cold aura instantly enveloped the surroundings, causing a stifling feeling.
Just then, his phone suddenly rang.
In order to answer the phone, Louis put Rebecca down while still forcefully holding her back with one hand.
Rebecca couldn't help but feel a little sad.
She had always deluded herself into thinking that Louis cared about her to a certain extent, just like at this moment.
"What did you say? Paislee is going to commit suicide? Keep an eye on her. I'll be right there!"
Louis suddenly became anxious. Rebecca's once warm heart slowly turned cold as well.
"Rebecca, go back home first. I'll talk to you about this later."
Louis hung up the phone and frowned heavily. It was evident that he was worried and distressed, but this concern he had wasn't directed towards his wife.
Rebecca pushed him away grudgingly.
"Go ahead. She's more important to you after all."
But she was in deep anguish.
Louis wanted to say something, but nothing came out in the end. He hailed a cab, took her into the car, and left in a hurry.
Rebecca couldn't help but smile bitterly.
What was the point of having someone else's man in her heart, and clinging onto a marriage like this?
When she got home, the servants greeted Rebecca, but she didn't seem to hear them.
She stared at the black-and-white bedroom that she was never a part of and suddenly felt like a joke. Her marriage was more like a farce, and it was really over now.
Rebecca waited all night for Louis.
He didn't even call. His coldness pierced Rebecca's heart like a needle.
"Baby, I'm sorry. Mommy can't offer you a perfect family. But don't you worry, Mommy will love you with all my heart in the future."
Tears streamed down Rebecca's face as she signed the divorce papers that she had printed out that same night.
Every stroke felt like a s***h on her heart, making it drip with blood.
After signing, Rebecca took off the wedding ring that Louis had given her and put it beside the divorce papers.
She had once treasured this ring. In the past three years, the ring had left a mark on her finger. Now that it had been removed, the mark was still there. It was just like her love for Louis. These traces would always remain and no matter how hard she tried, she could not erase them.
Rebecca felt very weak. She was afraid that she would be hesitant, so she picked up her luggage and left with determination.
"Mrs. Stone, Ms. Schmidt is in poor health, so Mr. Stone is accompanying her. He has ordered us to send you abroad. We are setting off now."
As soon as Rebecca stepped out, Louis' bodyguard blocked her. What he said made Rebecca furious.
"Why should I go abroad? I'm not going!"
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Stone, but you have no choice!"
The bodyguard knocked out Rebecca swiftly and dragged her into the car.
She was brought to an abandoned warehouse, and then her clothes were stripped off. A man laid beside her and stroked her. Photos of them in compromising poses were being taken with a camera.
"Ms. Schmidt, it's done."
After the photos were taken, a phone call was made to Paislee immediately.
Paislee sneered and said, "Very good. Upload these photos onto the Internet later. I reckon that Louis wouldn't want a cheater as his wife. Wrap everything up nicely after you're done."
"Alright."
After hanging up the phone, the man poured gasoline around the warehouse and then set it on fire.
The flame ignited greatly. The surroundings became so hot that it was stifling.
When Rebecca regained consciousness, she was surrounded by a sea of fire. The thick smoke suffocated her so much that she couldn't open her mouth, and the flames were mercilessly rushing towards her.
"Help! Help!"
Ignoring the fact that she was naked, Rebecca used a pole to knock on the door of the warehouse. Suddenly, she heard the voice of the bodyguard coming from outside.
"Mrs. Stone, I'm sorry. Mr. Stone gave the orders for all of this. Please go peacefully. Mr. Stone will pick a good resting place for you."
Rebecca stopped instantly.
Did Louis want her to die?
Why?
Was it because both her and Paislee were pregnant? Was it because he wanted Paislee to be his wife so that their child could be born legitimately?
"Louis Stone, you're so ruthless! You wouldn't even be considerate towards your own child?" she thought.
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Rebecca cried out in sorrow, "Louis Stone, I hate you! I was blind to fall in love with a cold-blooded man like you in this life. If there is a next life, I'll let you have a taste of being killed by the person you love!"
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The raging fire smothered her words. It was difficult for her to breathe, and her eyelids were heavy. She could no longer hold on as she fell to the ground, allowing the fire to burn her skin and devour her soul.
Five years later.
Dominic handed the information he had to Louis.
"Mr. Stone, this is the information about the designer sent by HJ Group from America. She will be arriving at Mimery today. Should we send someone to escort her? I heard that this designer is very famous abroad. The sports cars she designs are in high demand. If it weren't for our partnership with HJ Group, they wouldn't have let her come here to guide us."
"Catherine?"
Louis' narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Yes, the designer's name is Catherine." Dominic nodded.
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Catherine was a sports car designer who had just made it big in the last two years. The first sports car she designed was "Wings Of Love", which won the first prize of an international design competition. This sports car had not been listed on the market yet, but people from distinguished backgrounds were already fighting for it. However, apparently Catherine had only produced two sports cars, both having extravagant prices, but there were still people willing to pay for the cars.
Due to the partnership with HJ Group, Catherine personally came to Mimery. Louis had always liked sports cars, so Dominic brought her up. If only he could keep Catherine in Bullimited...
Louis narrowed his eyes again.
He took a look at Catherine's information. When he saw Catherine's real name, he froze instantly.