chapter 7

“What are you saying? Laura is pregnant right now? Then who is the father of her child, William?” Shofia was shocked to hear her daughter’s words. Could this be the reason for Laura’s reluctance to separate from William? she wondered.

“My little sister says she’s pregnant with William’s child. But I don’t believe it—William never wanted to sleep with her. Mum, I’ll do something so they never meet again. I hope you won’t interfere with my plan.”

“What are you going to do, Michelle? I don’t want you to get into trouble. Remember, you’re a famous model now. Don’t forget our previous plan. Don’t let everything fall apart—your only task is to become Mrs. Anderson!”

“I know. But for now, I have to make William hate Laura. It’s as if William already likes her. I can’t accept that!”

Michelle’s eyes burned with hatred toward Laura. Since childhood, she had never lost to her younger sister. Everything Michelle wanted, she always got. But this time was different—snatching William away from Laura wasn’t easy. The man she loved seemed to prefer Laura over her.

“Whatever happens, don’t let this fall apart. Then where is Laura right now?” Shofia asked curiously.

Michelle shrugged. She didn’t know exactly where Laura was and didn’t care—she had left everything to the man she hired. All that mattered was that the mission was accomplished.

“The most important thing right now is that William knows her status: a once-married woman, now pregnant without a husband. Unfortunately, I can’t spread this to everyone. I still love William, and I don’t want to tarnish his image. Besides, I don’t want others to know Laura was once William Anderson’s wife. She’s just a lucky woman who replaced me for a moment.”

Shofia shook her head. Michelle had truly become obsessed—so cunning, perhaps an inherited trait.

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Meanwhile, William rushed home, looking for Laura. At first, he thought she had only gone out for a while. But when he entered her room, all her belongings were gone.

“She really ran away from me! Laura, you bitch—it seems you prefer your bastard son to me!” William roared.

His anger consumed him. Never had he imagined Laura would truly run away—even though he had been the one to tell her to leave.

William checked the CCTV footage in the house. There, he saw the confrontation between Michelle and Laura, followed by Laura’s departure.

With rage, he slammed everything on his desk. The household staff didn’t dare approach, afraid of becoming the target of their master’s fury. William immediately ordered someone to search every corner of the city for Laura. He wanted her back—pregnant or not. To him, Laura was still the woman who had faithfully served him.

“Sorry, sir. Miss Michelle insists on seeing you,” one servant stammered nervously, terrified of William’s anger.

They had already been warned that no one, especially Michelle, should disturb him.

“Throw her out! Laura’s departure must have something to do with that woman!” William roared. He now despised Michelle’s existence. Ever since her return, everything had fallen apart—and it was likely her actions that had driven Laura away.

Only now did William realize how much he needed Laura. He had thought he still loved Michelle, but that was no longer true. His feelings had shifted. Laura had replaced Michelle in his heart, though doubt still lingered. Even so, William wanted Laura to stay by his side, just as she had for the past two years.

Elsewhere, Laura had just received divorce papers. She smiled bitterly.

“In the end, good fortune has never been on my side.”

That night, the woman walked aimlessly through the streets, hoping to calm her troubled mind.

But she didn’t realize someone was watching her. A man in a black jacket and hat trailed behind, his hand gripping a knife hidden in his pocket. Step by step, he closed the distance, ready to stab her in the stomach.

“You…!”