Chapter 2

Seeing my silence, Lily looked up with a timid expression, her voice soft and hesitant. "I'm so sorry, Olivia. I'm grateful to Amelia, and to James too. I just want to fulfill their wish and give the Thompson family a son to carry on the family name."

"I'm not asking for any status. James and I are truly in love. I only want to repay their kindness."

Lily bit her lip, looking like a frightened deer.

Professor Thompson held her closer, his eyes full of concern: "Don't say that, Lily. I'm determined to get this divorce!"

Suddenly, Lily stumbled and grabbed my father's sleeve, her pregnant belly accidentally bumping against the emergency cart. She looked up with tears in her eyes: "James, why don't we just leave? Amelia is in such a state..."

"Leave? No way! My grandson must be born legitimate!" A shrill voice cut through the corridor.

It was Mrs. Thompson, my sister's mother-in-law, clutching her prayer beads as she rushed over. Her bony finger jabbed at my nose: "You little brat, how dare you glare at your sister Lily? She's carrying our heir!"

The prayer beads stung my face as they swung against it, reminiscent of the cigarette burns Lily had inflicted on a transfer student's hand eight years ago, the sparks splattering onto my school uniform.

I smiled, fingering the medical report: "You're right, Auntie. The Thompson family's precious grandson should be properly verified. But how do you know it's a boy? Or even a Thompson at all?"

I deliberately dragged out my words, watching Lily's face turn ashen: "With today's technology, prenatal paternity tests are quite safe."

I chuckled, feeling the other paper in my pocket - a document delivered by courier this morning, its cover stamped with "Sperm Bank Withdrawal Record Inquiry Result."

Suddenly, Lily clutched her belly and crumpled to the ground. Dark red blood flowers bloomed on her pure white cotton dress. Her voice was extremely weak: "Little sister Olivia, it's understandable that you misunderstand me. You and Amelia are so close, but how could the baby not be James'..."

She suddenly grasped the hem of my clothes, her eyes brimming with tears, her face as white as jade with a few spots of red: "Little sister Olivia, I'll be honest with you. James was actually my first love."

Seeing the beauty in tears, Professor Thompson immediately slammed me against the wall. The back of my head rang from the impact.

"You little bitch, just like your sister. Look at what state Lily is in, and you're still upsetting her! Don't I know if Lily was a virgin or not?"

"If anything happens to Lily's baby, I'll make you and your sister pay with your lives." Professor Thompson loosened his tie, glaring at me fiercely.

The monitor was still screeching. I licked the blood from the corner of my mouth and looked at Lily. She was using the support as cover to flash me a familiar cold smirk.

That smile was identical to the one on that rainy night when she had stomped on the transfer student's head, burning her face with a cigarette!

The transfer student's pretty face was already blistered from the burns. Lily, ignoring her cries, yanked the latest model earrings right off her ears.

"James, my stomach hurts so much." Her trembling fingers clutched my brother-in-law's tie, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

In a corner out of sight, she mouthed to me: You've already lost.

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