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Mr.Harper truly cherished his grandson.
Admittedly,with help,my sickness eased.
On a peaceful morning,I opened Twitter.
Shock!Coma starlet returns to the business of entertainment!
No need to guess—it was Sophia.
James clearly spent a lot on her.Fresh from her comeback,she had already secured a major director's film,the news was all over the headlines.
James never cared for me like that.
A sharp pain shot through my left brain.I closed my eyes as if that would somehow ease the oain.
Three months pregnant,my belly wasn't obvious yet,but the tumor reminded me of its presence.
I visited the hospital,getting painkillers.
"Hey,know that starlet Sophia who's back?"
"Yeah,she was here you know.I gave her IV nutrients."
"Heard the Harper heir's behind her big comeback!They're a couple,right?"
"No way,doesn't he have a wife?"
Two nurses passed me.
I paused,touching my stomach.
Baby,I'm sorry.
James intimacy with Sophia enraged his father.
He summoned James to the family estate that night.
When I arrived,I saw Mr.Harper smashing a teacup.
Amid the crash,he roared,"You're still with that lowlife?Don't you know how many men she slept with?"
"Dad!She's not a lowlife—she's Sophia!"
James and his father clashed,his face was red,eyes blazing.
"If you hadn't forced me to marry Olivia Carter,Sophia wouldn't have got into that car crash!"
"Olivia’s the lowlife!Marrying someone she barely knew—she's no saint either!"
Mr.Harper spotted me,slamming his cane.
I lowered my eyes,pretending not to hear James's insults, and softly greeted him,"Dad."
James,fuming,snapped,"What're you doing here?"
"Why can't Olivia come?I'm checking on my grandson!"
"James,you're about to be a father.Act like one."
James's head snapped up,for a moment he wore a confused expression on his face, then he remembered something,and that confusion turned into rage.
He loomed over me,his tall frame intimidating.
"You weren’t drunk that night. You did it on purpose"
I shielded my stomach,stepping back,fearing violence.
"I'm sorry,I'm pregnant."
The veins on Jame’s forehead bulged.He clenched his jaw,stormed out,slamming the door behind him.
The left side of my brain throbbed with pain,dizziness hit me.I grabbed a chair.
Mr.Harper was speaking,but I couldn't hear his words.
Pain and vertigo consumed my head.
Could I survive to see my chi;d?
I had to deliver—my father and the orphanage's kids depended on the Harpers.
That night,I stayed at the estate.
Tossing and turning in bed,sleepless,I texted James:
Sorry,I didn't mean to break our deal.
I had no choice.
No reply.
After that,James came home even less.
He openly supported Sophia,everyone now knew he was her patron.
Sophia's career soared—people hardly knew her as an actress before, but now she was almost an international star.
My belly grew,my movements increasingly restricted.
Mid-pregnancy,James called unexpectedly.
"I'm at the bar,dear.Come get me."
His voice,drunk,held an unfamiliar warmth I had never seen from him before.
"Did you call the wrong number?I'll get Sophia."
"No mistake.I want you."
"Olivia Carter,come get me."
