Chapter 3

Tommy's POV

When I opened my eyes, I met Yasmin's gaze.

Her eyes lit up with joy as she hugged me. "Tom, we have a baby now!"

As she said that, she tugged at my hand and forcefully placed it on her bump. "It's our baby. You'll be a father soon!"

I was stunned and didn't push her away.

After all, I had undergone the procedure over 30 times, but Yasmin still failed to conceive. I had long given up on having my own child.

Something stirred within me, and I was about to reply when she added, "This is great! Zach has always wanted a child. Once I give birth to this baby, I can let him adopt them."

My blood ran cold instantly. "What did you say?"

Yasmin frowned, seeming displeased at my reaction. "Zach has always wanted a child, but he's infertile. Just do him a favor, okay? Besides, you're still the child's dad."

She took out her phone, transferred 500 thousand dollars to me, and kissed me. "Just listen to me. You're the best."

I immediately shoved her away in disbelief, my voice trembling. "Yasmin Smith, what am I to you?"

Instead of replying, she stared at me with a frown, as if she couldn't understand why I was throwing a fit.

Then, she went to answer a call. Before she left, she said, "I'm the one carrying the baby, so I get to decide who will raise them. You have no right to decide for me!"

The door was slammed shut. I clenched my fists so tightly that my knuckles turned white.

Before I returned to my senses, someone kicked the door open.

Zachary stood at the door with both hands in his pockets. Behind him stood about five to six tall, burly men.

I felt goosebumps all over my body. "What are you guys trying to do?"

Before I could finish speaking, a hand pulled my hair from the back and threw me to the ground.

They kept punching me, and the sound of my ribs breaking cut through the air.

However, Zachary didn't intend to let me go.

He looked behind him and raised his chin. With that, a few female escorts in revealing clothes sashayed their way into the room.

"You care about your reputation, don't you? I'll make you 'famous' today!"

Laughing, those female escorts surrounded me. They played around with me and put me in all sorts of compromising positions while the cameras clicked away.

When the world around me fell silent again, I was already lying in a pool of blood and didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Zachary's low chuckle rang in my ear. "Let's make a bet. We'll see… who Yasmin will believe."

He smirked and punched himself hard.

Covering his eyes, he stumbled backward. Yasmin, who happened to come in, caught him just in time.

"Yasmin, I came in and saw him messing around with a group of women. He refused to stop even when his wound had split open.

"He said… He said even if you're pregnant with his child, it can't change the fact that you've cheated on him. So, he wants to experience how it feels to have an affair."

Zachary grew more agitated as he complained. He took out his phone and pointed at the screen.

"Look, I've captured everything! I tried to stop him, but he punched me!"

Yasmin went stiff when she had a clearer view of what was shown on the screen.

Her eyes gradually widened, and she darted toward the bed. She seized me, her eyes bloodshot. "Tommy, are you out of your mind?"

I opened my mouth, and a metallic taste filled my throat. I couldn't even utter a word.

She seemed triggered by my miserable look. Her voice grew sharp as she whined, "Tommy Sullivan, I didn't expect you to get back at me in such a nasty way. You're a complete disappointment."

Her voice grew louder, while my vision became more blurred.

The moment before I passed out, Zachary arched his brow smugly at me.