MasukThe original livestream playback had been taken down after Sienna filed a report under her real name. I'd spent ages piecing together the full version—unedited, not a single second cut. It was far more compelling than Sienna's polished and curated clips.With that footage in hand, public opinion shifted overnight. I went from being ridiculed as a jealous clown hating on a popular actress to being seen as a woman who stood up for her own dignity.Sienna's pity-party livestreams fell apart. Every time she went live, people swarmed her channel to call her a liar, demanding that she apologize and quit the industry.Then, Julian Steele—who hadn't contacted me in ages—suddenly called. Because he had lied to defend Sienna, the hospital had disciplined him. The dark circles under his eyes were grave. Gone was the so-called "star obstetrician" full of pride and confidence."Do me this one favor," he pleaded. "If you ever want us to have a decent life together again, stop talking nonsense. S
Sienna's ability to twist the truth left me stunned.Anyone with a basic sense of logic knew a baby's body was already fully formed at birth. It was impossible for any shock to suddenly turn a healthy fetus into something deformed.I hadn't even planned to respond to such absurd accusations, but public opinion shifted faster than I could have imagined.Out of nowhere, a bunch of so-called experts appeared online, claiming the deformity was my fault.Sienna's fans demanded that I pay the price. There were too many of them. And too many clueless onlookers were eager to take sides.They wanted an official explanation.That was when Julian, who hadn't contacted me once since I gave birth, stepped forward.With complete shamelessness, he declared, "Ms. Zeller is telling the truth. The deformity was caused by severe emotional shock. If Lexi Summers hadn't deliberately scared her, she would've given birth to a healthy baby."Julian was a star obstetrician. His words carried authority.
"Lexi! You are the most disgusting woman I've ever met!" Julian, completely at a loss, snapped in frustration."Why are you so worked up over some stranger?" I asked, puzzled. "She's divorced, single… and you're a married man. Do you two have something to hide?"He couldn't answer. His glare could have killed me.Thinking back, I realized he'd been in contact with Sienna all along. But I loved him, trusted him, and let his excuses slide. I never even considered that he might cheat.Julian's perfect persona had convinced me that he was the only one in this world who would never betray me. And I had given my trust to the person least deserving of it.Sienna was about to give birth. She clenched her fists, instinctively pushing with each contraction.Her fans, of course, wouldn't miss this moment. They pushed forward desperately, trying to capture the precious moment of the baby's birth.Julian delivered the baby while shooing everyone away. He warned them repeatedly not to take pi
Mom hesitated, her eyes red with worry, but she stormed back into the delivery room.Before long, she dragged Sienna out."This is the celebrity you've been raving about?"Mom followed my instructions and pinned Sienna to the floor.In the middle of her contractions, Sienna was no match. Mom had been through childbirth herself and knew exactly how much pain Sienna was in. "Let us go," she threatened, "or I won't let her off!"The crowd of Sienna's fans, who had been fierce, flushed with anger. They pushed and shoved, none willing to back down first.To stop Sienna from escaping, Mom sat squarely on her lower legs.Sienna couldn't break free. The more she struggled, the sharper the pain, the sense of pressure unbearable."Get off me! Let me go!"She clutched her belly, her cries growing louder. Beads of sweat slid down her forehead. Her flawless makeup had melted away, leaving her looking twisted and ugly."Your people won't leave. Why should I let go?"Mom didn't relent.
The anesthesiologist stepped forward, a syringe of sedative in hand. Stunned by the hatred in my eyes, he hesitated, unable to press the needle in.While he was distracted, I summoned every ounce of strength and knocked the syringe to the floor."Maybe we should stop…" He turned anxiously to Julian. "We need the mother's consent. We can't just knock her out without permission."Julian let out a cold laugh, as if my defiance amused him. He clearly hadn't expected me to fight him to the end."Did you not understand what I said?" His eyes turned dark, his mouth twisting into a sinister smile. "My wife's in the middle of a mental breakdown. She's not in her right mind. She has no capacity to make decisions. Sedating her is the fastest way to calm her down."Julian stooped and picked up the syringe himself."No…" The word slipped out of me like a plea.The next second, without the slightest hesitation, he injected the drug into my body. "It's over," he murmured with a victor's smile.
The hospital offered video-recording services.In my last life, I'd asked for it because it would be meaningful for my husband to deliver our baby himself.Julian refused outright. He said it was a waste of money.It only cost 600, a day's pay for me. He wasn't worried about money. He was afraid anyone watching would interfere with his plan to switch the babies.Julian ground his teeth but kept his voice calm as he tried to soothe me. "Fine. You can go into the delivery room first. The camera crew will follow.""No." I panted. "The camera has to go in with me. If it doesn't, I'll jump off the building."I threatened him with my life. He didn't care whether I lived or died. What he cared about was making sure he had a healthy baby to swap for Sienna. He was afraid that if she delivered a deformed child, she'd lose dignity and her career as a star.He signaled his assistants to stand down. He looked like he wanted to kill me, but he didn't dare, just as I'd expected.Time ticke







