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Chapter 6 The Bitter Truth
It was just one question, yet it struck Spencer like a bolt of thunder, leaving him visibly
shaken.
“She… She was pregnant-”
He gripped my mother’s hand and was trembling so violently that it seemed he could barely hold onto his phone.
His phone ringing made him snap back to reality. On the phone screen, Yunice’s name blinked incessantly.
She was the one he had adored for years–his perfect goddess and first love.
And yet, in that moment, he only stared blankly at the phone, then flung it across the room. It hit the floor with a smash before fractured lines appeared on the screen.
Desperation colored his voice. “No, it’s impossible! Bethany has always been clingy, weak, and terrified of everything. She wouldn’t have the courage to end her own life. This has to be some trick you’re all playing on me!”
Grinding his teeth, he snarled, “Just wait until I find her. I’ll teach her a lesson she won’t forget!”
He spun around and stumbled out the door. His body was swaying as if he had left all sense of reason behind.
Maria looked at him with pity, then turned away, her expression cold.
For three whole days, Spencer neither ate nor drank. All he wanted was to find me. He called me countless times and hunted down every person he knew who might have information. He even contacted Edward and Melinda.
Edward was bluntly dismissive. “So what if she’s dead? She was just a meaningless stand- in, after all. Now, no one will accuse Yunice of being a homewrecker. Pull yourself together Spencer, and get ready to marry her.”
Melinda paused in surprise before responding, “‘She’s… really gone?”
Yet, there was a detached quality to her tone, and as she continued shuffling her play cards, she murmured, “I suppose that’s just her fate. Now that Yunice is back, Bethany’s task is completed.”
When the call ended, Spencer stood dazedly under the scorching sun. The searing heat enveloped him, and he lifted his head in sudden realization.
‘In this bleak existence of mine,‘ I thought, ‘other than my mother, has anyone ever truly loved me? I’ve always been dismissed and abandoned. I never mattered.‘
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His phone buzzed briefly.
Opening the message, he found it was a collection of surveillance clips his assistant had gathered. They were clips documenting every moment from my final days to my death.
One clip showed the white sheet covering my deformed body. Another, me being wheeled into the crematorium. And there, the final parting between me and the world.
Under the intense sunlight, Spencer staggered before suddenly crouching down and clutching his head tightly with both hands.
He kept repeating in a daze, “How could this happen? How could she really be gone? Didn’t you always say you’re invincible, like a heroine?”
I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. ‘But Spencer, even a heroine dies too.‘
The second pregnancy was purely an accident.
After the first miscarriage, I started taking birth control religiously as I was determined to avoid another ordeal. I stayed on it for a long time.
That day, Spencer was drunk. He collapsed on top of me, muttering Yunice’s name as he slurred his words. Figuring he was half–conscious, I slipped into the bathroom to take my pill.
To my surprise, he wasn’t as intoxicated as he seemed. He stormed in, grabbed the pills, and flung them out the window.
Then, gripping my neck, he demanded in a chilling voice, “Bethany, do you hate the idea o carrying my child that much?”
Tears blurred my vision as I tried to explain, but I couldn’t get the words out because he was choking the life out of me.
He bit down hard on my earlobe, his lips carrying the metallic taste of blood as he pressed them to mine, forcing out the last breath from my lungs.
I clung to him helplessly, unable to resist as he did whatever he wanted..
Pouring all his strength into every motion, he pushed against me with force, shouting, ‘ Bethany, I knew it! After that miscarriage, you never got pregnant again. It was because you never wanted to!”
I lay there like a broken mess, utterly helpless, unable to make a single move to resist.
The next morning, Spencer left as though nothing had happened.
I missed taking my medication in time and found out I was pregnant two mo
s later.
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a child. Logically, I knew
Despite everything, I couldn’t help but feel excited about and I began to wonder what
that it was better if it didn’t exist. Yet, my heart betrayed me, and I began to wonder what
life would be like with a child.
my
So, I held onto it, quietly nurturing the fragile hope growing inside me until the day Spencer forced me onto the operating table.
Through tears, I begged him, “Please, Spencer, don’t. I’m pregnant…”
He arched an eyebrow and sneered, “Right. Weren’t you on birth control all this time? Or are you saying this isn’t even my child?”
That one sentence killed every last urge in me to explain.
In the end, I died, and so did my child.
Only after our deaths did Spencer start longing for what we once had.
He locked himself in the villa and dug through the depths of the closet until he found a tiny, pale pink piece of clothing. It was really very small.
It was so small I had to dig deep into my own memories to even remember why it was there That was the first piece of clothing we had bought together for our first child.
