Chapter 8
I gently caressed my belly, softly comforting the child.
Just as I expected, the judge rejected Lilian’s paternity test, leaving her instantly panicked. “Why? She’s clearly pregnant with our
family’s child!”
Julian also became anxious, pleading, “Your Honor, I request a court–mandated paternity test!”
But I just smiled calmly. According to the law, as long as I refused, the judge had no right to force me.
Julian’s scheme had failed miserably. The outcome confirmed this, and the farce ended in my overwhelming victory.
Thanks to this case, Lilian and her family even trended online. In an instant, everyone knew their true colors, and people began
avoiding them at all costs.
With a mother and sister like that, Julian would now struggle to find a wife even in his rural hometown.
I laughed it off at the time and didn’t pay much attention.
Soon, my nine months of pregnancy were almost up, and my due date approached quickly. My parents transferred me to a high-
end hospital and booked a VIP private room.
Somehow, Julian found out about this and bombarded me with dozens of texts, insisting I deliver naturally instead by C–section,
claiming that natural birth made simarter babies.
I immediately blocked him. Out of sight, out of mind.
On the day of delivery, my situation wasn’t good. I felt like I was standing at death’s door several times.
When doctors suggested to my parents that I switch from natural birth to C–section, they agreed without hesitation. Later, the doctor said if they had delayed their decision, my life would have been in danger.
I silently felt grateful that Lilian wasn’t the one by my side, or I might have died from the pain.
After a day and night of struggle, I gave birth to a baby boy. I named him Liam Whitmore, hoping he would always keep his eyes open, unlike me, who misjudged others and wasted so many good years pouring my kindness onto someone unworthy.
After leaving the hospital, I moved directly into a postpartum recovery center. Under professional care, I recovered quickly. Within just a few days, I could already get up and walk around.
Even my figure returned to what it was before pregnancy, as if I had never given birth at all.
