Chapter 213 Years of Lies and a Secret Baby

“It’s all Julian Hayes’s doing!”

“Because he doesn’t want you to have his child at all!”

“He’s been putting something in your drinks, ensuring you miscarry every single time!”

I froze, looking at the empty nightstand.

Julian had already taken the glass.

I tiptoed into the kitchen and found the cups and bowls all wiped clean.

Julian was a clean freak, so he always made sure things were tidy, and he usually handled the chores.

My first instinct was disbelief. The next day, I sent a screenshot of the chat to Julian.

Without a word, he contacted his lawyer, sued Valerie Reed, and had her charged with defamation.

But within three days, Valerie appeared, red-eyed, outside our company building.

“Julian, I knew you couldn’t bear it. I was inside for less than three minutes, and you immediately bailed me out.”

“You still care about me, don’t you?”

I looked, stunned, at the man beside me.

“Julian, is this true?”

Julian remained expressionless.

“This was just a warning. I won’t tolerate this more than twice. One more time, and you’re done.”

Valerie smiled.

“See? You still can’t let me go.”

She skipped towards Julian, trying to get close, but I slapped her hand away.

“Valerie, please have some self-respect.”

“Julian is married. He is my husband now.”

“If you insist on being a homewrecker, don’t blame me for being unpleasant.”

I don’t know which words stung her, but Valerie’s eyes instantly reddened.

“What right do you have to marry him? Just because you have a couple of measly bucks?

Let me tell you, Skylar Vance, he doesn’t love you at all. You’re the real homewrecker!”

Passersby started staring, some even employees from our company.

Julian, however, cupped my chin and kissed me.

I froze, feeling only a bitter irony.

Since our marriage, Julian had kissed me only twice.

The first was at our wedding, an act for the crowd.

The second was on the street, an act for Valerie Reed.

Seeing Valerie’s cries grow louder, Julian pulled me into the car.

Valerie chased after us, but he ignored the traffic officer’s warning, speeding all the way home.

That night, the usually elegant Julian actually got drunk.

When he rolled over and pinned me down, the heavy scent of alcohol sprayed against my ear.

It was the first time I’d been kissed so hard I couldn’t breathe. When I tried to push him away, Julian murmured deeply.

“Haven’t you always wanted a child with me? Fine, I’ll give you one.”

“Julian, are you crazy? I’m pregnant!”

He frowned in confusion.

“Valerie, stop being a child. Just kissing won’t make you pregnant.”

In an instant, my entire body turned to ice.

But the man continued rambling, a smile even playing on his lips.

“You, you’ve always been so innocent.

Let Skylar Vance go through the suffering of pregnancy. That’s enough.”

“But I won’t let her have a successful pregnancy. After all, her parents threatened me, forced me to marry her. Of course, I have to make her pay a price!”

“For you, I can endure…”

Looking at the man I had secretly loved for three years, I suddenly laughed.

At the time, all of New York knew I loved Julian enough to give my left arm.

Even when my parents introduced him to me, I still thought it was a gift from God.

Little did I know, it was Julian’s scheme.

After a wave of heartache, I slowly spoke.

“Where is the medicine you’ve been using?”

His mind was still hazy. “It’s behind the wedding photo in the living room, at the bottom of the velvet box.”

That box held a global limited-edition diamond, his confession gift to me.

I cherished it like a treasure, never daring to open it casually.

Groping my way to the living room in the dark, I opened the box and carefully took out the medicine.

Then I threw the box out the window.

And with a crash, I smashed our wedding photo.