Chapter 2

Blake's POV

The inner mental world that I had barely pieced back together with my flimsy will shattered once again.

I rushed toward Logan like a madman and beat him up. I even recorded a video and was about to send it to his mother-in-law.

However, Wynnie stopped me with a slap and said, "I was in a bad mood that day and had too much to drink. If you can't accept it, then let's get divorced!"

In a bad mood? Back then, the thing I feared the most was her feeling unhappy with me. The moment she frowned, I would panic and wonder if she found my body dirty and disgusting.

I had knelt on the floor and begged desperately. I didn't want a divorce. I had even washed and rubbed my body frantically.

I had pitifully believed that Wynnie's affair was my fault!

Wynnie pulled my emotionally unstable self into her arms. "Blake, don't do this! The doctor said you shouldn't undergo any emotional distress with your condition right now. Be good and don't make a scene.

"If Margaret finds out and gets upset, her baby might not survive. Everyone will blame you by then. I'm doing this for your own good."

Only now did I understand that she had never been thinking of me. She simply didn't want Logan's dream of marrying into wealth and status to be cut short before he could attain it.

When Wynnie saw how pale my face had become, she thought I had once again been frightened because she had brought up divorce.

She said softly, "Blake, as long as you behave, the three of us can live happily together as a family. You've had a long day. Get some rest. I'll take care of the baby."

That night, Sam cried three or four times in the room next door. Wynnie comforted him by herself. She didn't come to see me, and I didn't go over to them either.

The next day was Sam's sip and see. As I sat in my room listening to the guests praise how adorable he was, I felt nothing at all.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened.

A cheerful voice rang out. "Blake, why aren't you coming out?"

Logan walked in, holding the hand of five-year-old Benny Jameson.

The moment Benny saw me, he immediately ran over and threw himself at me. "Uncle Blake, I missed you so much!"

That little face looked exactly like Margaret Silva's, but his eyes resembled mine so closely. The things I had never been able to understand before finally made sense.

In an instant, my stomach churned violently.

Behaving as if I'd seen a demon or a monster, I shoved Benny away and screamed shrilly, "Get away! Don't touch me!"

Benny fell hard onto his backside. He froze, but Logan laughed.

In the past, whenever he saw Benny being close to me, he would always make sarcastic remarks.

Last Father's Day, Benny had given me a gift as well. Logan had flown into a rage and deliberately kissed Wynnie right in front of me.

"You steal my son, and I'll steal your wife!" he had said.

I had wanted to rush forward and tear into him, but Wynnie had stopped me.

"You accepted a Father's Day gift from his son. He only kissed me once. It's not a big deal."

All I could do was go mad and smash everything in sight.

Yet, Logan seemed to have discovered an amusing dynamic. As long as Benny treated me well, he would act intimate with Wynnie. Then, he would smile as he watched me lose control again and again, with Wynnie taking his side.

Logan glanced at Benny, who was sitting on the floor, but made no move to pick him up.

He said teasingly, "What's wrong, Blake? Benny likes you more than anyone. He just wanted to be close to you. While you were taking care of Wynnie as she was recovering from childbirth, he talked about wanting to come see you every day."

Right then, Wynnie walked in carrying Sam. She frowned unhappily and looked at Logan.

"Didn't I tell you not to bring him here?" she said.

After coaxing Benny out of the room, Logan affectionately wrapped his arm around Wynnie's and said in a spoiled tone, "I thought Blake would want to hold his son."

So, he had already known what Wynnie confessed to me. He had deliberately brought Benny here just to disgust me!

Roaring with rage, I grabbed the vase beside me and hurled it.

Wynnie pulled Logan aside and dodged it, her eyes blazing with anger. "Blake, have you lost your mind?"

"I already have!" I lunged forward and grabbed Logan by the throat.

The next second, Wynnie kicked me away. I had no idea whether it was intentional or not, but her foot landed squarely between my legs. Cold sweat instantly poured down my face from the pain.

"Blake..." A trace of hesitation appeared in Wynnie's eyes as she started to walk toward me.

Suddenly, thick smoke billowed through the doorway and rushed inside.

"Oh no! There's a fire!" Without the slightest hesitation, Wynnie grabbed Logan and ran outside.

After being kicked by her, I lay weakly on the ground and didn't even have the strength to escape.

Just as I was choking on the smoke and nearly losing consciousness, a figure rushed into the room.

"Blake! Where are you?"

I forced myself to look at the woman's face clearly.

The moment I recognized her, my entire body froze. Those agonizing and painful memories filled my mind, coiling within me like thousands of venomous snakes.

"Hands off! Don't touch me!" I screamed hysterically and struggled with all my strength.

But Margaret firmly gripped my arm and pinned me down. It was just like how she had done it in that dark little room.

"Stop moving! Do you want to die?" she scolded.

Being touched by her felt worse than death. I struggled and screamed. As we made our way out, I lost all strength and vomited repeatedly.

When we finally reached safety, Margaret was so enraged by my scratching and clawing that she threw me right onto the ground.

I hit the ground hard. Everything went black, and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, Wynnie wasn't by my side.

She only made a phone call and said, "I'm sorry. At the time, Logan was closest to me, and I was still carrying Sam. But as soon as I got outside, I told Margaret to go save you.

"I've been busy lately. I need to take care of Sam and deal with everything related to the fire. During your stay in the hospital, Margaret will take care of you."