The moment I grabbed my phone, I sighed in relief.
No one knew that I—an orphan—had found my biological parents a year ago. But back then, I had been blindly and hopelessly in love with Caleb, so I hadn’t reunited with them.
Thus, they had left me a phone number, telling me to call them if I ever needed anything and that they would always be there for me.
I used to believe Caleb would protect me forever. Now, I saw how pathetic I had been to think that.
My biggest mistake wasn’t just loving the wrong man—it was handing over my entire life and love to someone who had never had a heart to begin with.
When Yvette was six months pregnant, she asked Caleb to go abroad with her to ensure a smooth pregnancy. He agreed without hesitation.
Not only that, but he bought her a house overseas, making sure she was as comfortable as possible.
Before leaving, he told me, “Natalie, just stay home and take care of yourself. I’ll be there when the baby is born. Once Yvette gives birth, everything will be over. I’ll make it up to you by then.”
I listened to him and never argued.
Caleb watched me for a long time. His gaze lingered like he was trying to read my mind. For a second, I almost thought he saw through me.
Then, Yvette called his name, snapping him out of it. He turned away, only to stop abruptly and glance back at me with sharp, unwavering eyes.
“You need to keep this baby, Natalie. If you still want to be my wife, you’ll have to give birth to it.”
How laughable. Even now, he still thought the title of Mrs. Lawson held power over me.
I didn’t even want this baby anymore. Why would I still want to be his wife?
