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CHAPTER 4
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2026-07-06 20:50:10“That’s fine,” Dominic said without the slightest hesitation.
The coldness in his voice disappeared the moment he looked at Sophia. His expression softened into a gentle smile—the same smile that had once been meant only for me. He lovingly brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “If that’s what you want,” he said tenderly, “I’ll do anything for you… and for our baby.” “Thank you, Dominic,” Sophia replied with a bright smile before wrapping her arms around his neck. My heart shattered all over again. Once upon a time, I had been the woman he spoke to with such tenderness. Now, every ounce of his love belonged to someone else. I slowly took a step back, quietly moving out of their way. I lowered my head, refusing to let them see the fresh tears that slipped down my cheeks. Standing there, I suddenly felt like a stranger in the very home I had once called mine. "Thank you, Dominic," I muttered. "No, Anna, don't thank me," Dominic snapped, his warmth vanishing the moment he turned his face toward me. "You should be thanking Sophia. I am only letting you stay here for two months because of her and the child she is carrying." Sophia offered a sweet, mocking shrug. "It's fine, honey. This is just what we do for charity. We have to look out for poor orphans and barren women. I don't need her thanks." "That's true," Dominic agreed blindly. He kissed her cheek. "Take care of yourself, alright? I have an important meeting to catch up with. Call the servants to take your luggage upstairs." With that, Dominic turned and walked out the front door, leaving me alone with the woman who wanted to destroy me. I took a deep breath, trying to ignore her presence, and quickly moved toward the staircase to escape to my room. But I didn't even make it two feet before her sharp voice sliced through the air. "Not so fast, Anna," Sophia called out. I stopped. She stepped into my path, folding her arms across her chest with a smug expression. "What is it, Sophia?" I asked. "You have exactly two months to stay under this roof," she purred, her eyes narrowing with malicious intent. "And I promise you, these two months will be the absolute worst months of your life. I am going to make it a living hell for you. But let's start with right now—pick up my luggage and carry it upstairs to the master bedroom." I stared at her like she had completely lost her mind. "First of all, why should I touch your luggage?" I countered, standing my ground. "And second... What do you mean by your master bedroom? That is my room. Mine and Dominic's." Sophia let out a harsh, aggressive laugh, spitting her words right in my face. "Have you forgotten your place so quickly? You are here as a maid now, Anna, not a wife. And secondly, I am the one sleeping in the master bedroom with Dominic from now on. Did you really think he'd keep sharing a bed with a useless, barren stick like you?" Her words cut deep, but the fire inside me didn't go out. "Sophia, what could you possibly gain from all this wickedness?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of anger and pain. "I gained a lot," she smirked, stepping closer until we were practically nose to nose. "Because seeing you suffer gives me absolute joy. Now, you better pick up these bags before I call Dominic and have him throw you out on the street right now. Unless you just want to stand there being completely useless." Without waiting for an answer, she turned around and marched up the stairs, her heels clicking loudly against the wood. I looked down at the heavy suitcases scattered across the floor. My chest burned with humiliation, but I didn't have a choice. I swallowed my pride, grabbed the heavy handles, and began dragging the heavy bags up the stairs, one painful step at a time. By the time I reached the top of the stairs and approached the doors of the master bedroom, I was exhausted. I paused, catching my breath, when I heard a muffled voice coming from inside the room. Sophia was talking to someone. I let go of the luggage handles carefully, making sure not to make a sound, and pressed my ear closer to the crack of the door. "Our plan is finally working," Sophia whispered excitedly into her phone. "We just need to completely gain his full trust first." What plan is she talking about? And who on earth is she talking to? Before I could process her words, a loud click echoed. The door handle suddenly turned downward, and the bedroom door swung wide open.
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The second message remained on the screen long after the words had burned themselves into the quiet of the room.“The nursery window was a courtesy. Next time I will not leave so quietly.”Dominic set the phone down with deliberate care, as if any sudden movement might invite the threat closer. Alexander slept on in the crib beside the bed, one small hand curled near his face. The contrast between that peaceful stillness and the words on the screen made the air feel thin.“We’re moving the nursery,” Dominic said. His voice was low and absolute. “Tonight. Interior room. No exterior windows. Two guards on the door at all times. No one comes in without my direct authorization.”I nodded. There was nothing to argue. The man who called himself Daniel had already proven he could reach us. The only question left was how much further he intended to go.Grace was woken and brought upstairs. She read both messages in silence, then closed her eyes for a brief moment. When she opened them again,
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The photograph lay on the study desk under the bright light of the desk lamp. Margaret Hale stood on the left, younger than the age she would have been at the time of the settlement, her hand resting on the shoulder of a boy roughly ten years old. The boy’s face was turned slightly away, but the line of the jaw, the shape of the eyes, and the set of the mouth were close enough to a young Dominic that the resemblance could not be dismissed.Dominic stood over the image for a long time without speaking. Grace sat in the chair opposite the desk, her hands folded tightly in her lap. I remained near the doorway, Alexander asleep in a carrier against my chest, the steady weight of him the only solid thing in the room.“He was real,” Dominic said at last, reading the words on the back of the photograph again. “And he remembers.”Grace’s voice was quiet. “Your father swore the claim was false. He said there was no child. He paid her to disappear and ordered the subject closed. I believed him.
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The name Margaret Hale settled over the room like dust from an old, sealed box.Dominic sat motionless on the floor, the phone still in his hand. Grace remained in the doorway, her face carefully controlled, but the way her fingers tightened on the frame betrayed her. Alexander slept on, unaware that the quiet of the morning had just shifted into something heavier.“I need everything,” Dominic said at last. His voice was low and controlled, the way it became when he was forcing himself to stay calm. “Every record. Every payment. Every letter. If my father buried this, I want it dug up.”Grace closed the door behind her and came fully into the room. She looked older in that moment, as if the weight of an old secret had settled back onto her shoulders. “Your father handled it privately. There was a woman. She worked in one of the regional offices. She claimed she had given birth to his child and demanded recognition and support. He denied paternity. The matter was settled with a large p
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The message glowed on the screen long after I stopped reading“Elena was useful. Replaceable. You are not. Sleep lightly.”I sat in the nursery with Alexander still asleep against my shoulder, the soft weight of him the only thing keeping me from shaking. Dominic stood in the doorway, the same exhausted, protective look on his face that he had worn in the first days after the birth. When I turned the phone toward him, the color drained from his expression.He took the device, read the words twice, then set it face-down on the dresser as if the screen itself might carry the threat further into the room. “We’re done with private nurses,” he said. “No more outside staff in the nursery. No more open access. From tonight, only family and the security team I trust with my life.”Grace was already downstairs when we brought her the new message. She listened without interrupting, her face tightening with every word. When Dominic finished, she simply said, “Then we treat this as an active thre
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My hands shook as I enlarged the photograph further. The reflection in the glass doors was faint, distorted by the angle and the morning light, but the face was clear enough once I knew where to look. A woman stood just inside the hospital entrance, half-turned as if speaking to someone out of frame. The same woman who had spent the past three weeks in our home, smiling as she checked Alexander’s temperature, adjusting his blankets, assuring us that everything was fine.Elena.The private nurse Grace and Dominic had hired after the birth. The one with the calm voice and the careful hands. The one who had been alone with our son more times than I could count.I stared at the screen until the image blurred. Then I woke Dominic.He sat up immediately, reading the message and studying the reflection. His expression shifted from confusion to cold recognition. “That’s Elena. She’s been here almost every day.”We moved quietly so we wouldn’t wake Alexander. Dominic called Grace first, then t
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The photograph sat on the study desk between us like a quiet accusation. The man in the image stood just beyond the hospital entrance, half-turned toward the camera, his face partially shadowed by a dark cap. The timestamp matched the exact morning Alexander had been born. Someone had been close enough to watch us celebrate the arrival of our son and then disappear without a trace.Dominic paced the length of the room, the note still clenched in his hand. “The child was never the target. The mother still is.” He read the line again, his voice low and tight. “This doesn’t make sense. Sophia and Dr. Anthony are locked away. Their appeals failed. Who else would still be coming after you?”I remained seated, the weight of the message pressing against my chest. The old fear that had lived in me for so long stirred awake, sharp and familiar. Alexander was safe upstairs with the night nurse. Grace had already been called and was on her way. Yet the quiet of the mansion no longer felt safe. I
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