Chapter 2

I held the bowl of oatmeal, remembering how Scott had sent over a bunch of supplements just last month, saying they would help me recover. But when I was about to open them, he stopped me and said I should wait for a while before taking them.

He was already planning to bring Claire home back then.

He was so used to pretending to love me that he could even make having a child with Claire sound so justified. Anyone who didn't know better would think I was the one who forced him to cheat.

Claire continued sobbing, looking all pitiful. Then, she stood up. "Scott, maybe I should leave. I don't want Jenna to be stuck in a difficult spot. I can manage on my own. Worse comes to worst, I'll go to my mom's place…"

Scott immediately stopped her. "Don't be silly. Your mom's place isn't half as big as my kitchen. I don't want my son to live in those conditions."

He turned around and glared at me. "Jenna, she's pregnant with my child. If I say she stays, she stays. I'm not asking for your opinion. And don't even think about leaving our house. Your family is dead. You're the only one alive, and your family has no money left. How would you survive without me?"

Scott really did know me well, choosing to strike me where it hurt most.

I dug my nails into my palm as tears rolled down my face. "Honey, I only have you now. I won't let your child be born without a name or status. But we're husband and wife. Could you put the baby under my name and let me raise him after Claire gives birth?"

Scott's eyes lit up when he heard my words. "Jenna, I knew you would understand my situation. I know this is my fault. If we hadn't stayed childless back then, we would have our own kids, and you wouldn't…

"Alright, I'll let you raise Claire's child."

Claire panicked, her breathing turning ragged. She bit her lip angrily, her eyes darting around. "I know I shouldn't come between you two, but this is my baby. How could you just take him away? Scott, do you even have a heart?"

She sobbed so hard she could barely catch her breath, one hand braced against her belly as she swayed unsteadily.

Scott hurried over to support her. "I never said you couldn't see the baby. You can see him whenever you want. Stop crying."

Claire cried even harder. "He's my baby. I will raise him!"

My phone vibrated with a message from Nate.

"We've landed. It'll take us two hours to get there. Are you sure I'll get a share of the fortune?"

I replied, "Bring your kids along. I'll help you secure it, but I want half."

"Deal."

I put my phone away and sniffed. "Scott, come with me."

I led them into the small bedroom at the end of the hallway. The walls were blue, the cabinets were white, and the windowsill was covered with stuffed animals. There was even a crib in the corner.

"I had this room ready when we got married. Scott, do you know how badly I wanted a child?" I turned to look at him, tears falling from my eyes. "But after losing two babies, it's hard for me to get pregnant again.

"Scott, every day, whenever I pass a preschool and see other people's children, I can't bring myself to walk away. Do you know what that feels like?"

Scott choked up and pulled me into his embrace. "I'm sorry, Jenna. I didn't know you had done all this. From now on, Claire's baby will be yours…"

His words reached Claire's ears. She never imagined that even though she was the baby's biological mother, Scott would still let the child call me "Mom".

If the child inherited the Gibson family fortune and was registered as my child, how much would Claire even get?

Claire shot me a vicious look before letting out another cry. "Scott, the baby kicked me."

Scott immediately let go of me and rushed over to her.

He really did love Claire.

She was wearing a low-cut spaghetti-strap dress. Crying, she leaned against him, her body trembling.

Scott's mouth instantly went dry. He reached out, feeling the baby move beneath his hand.