บททั้งหมดของ The Blind Bet: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

I thought he was moved to tears back then, too overwhelmed to speak. It turned out he was just struggling to keep from laughing out loud.Everything my mom and I had sacrificed to give him was nothing more than a pocket-change joke in his world of luxury.Nicole tilted her head, smiling sweetly. "Hey, stop teasing Charles! It was my idea not to get pregnant, so I told Charles to let her keep the baby instead.""If it’s a boy, we’ll throw two hundred grand at her to buy him off. I heard she’s super stingy and money-hungry, anyway. And if it’s a girl? We’ll just have somebody raise her. How much could that even cost?"Every single word stabbed right into my chest like a blade.Part of me desperately wished Charles would say something to deny it. Instead, his silence offered nothing but total betrayal.Suddenly, one of the guys burst into a mocking laugh. "Nicole, the target you picked for this prank is so lame. Her dad literally begged me to buy his plot of land for a measly ten gr

"You're not married yet, right? Maybe if you dress a little nicer and act a bit more open-minded, a man will actually want to take you off the market! Oh, by the way, when you collect the charity payout later, you'll have to sign the registry under 'unwed and pregnant.'"Her words cut like knives. Yet, Charles' silence rang far louder.Nicole yanked me straight into the dressing room and carelessly pointed at a random dress. "I specifically set this one aside for you. It's twenty-nine hundred bucks. You weren’t planning on freeloading off us, were you?"Faced with her malicious attempt to humiliate me, I slowly pulled out a stack of crumpled tens and fifties, barely managing to piece together the amount.Nicole let out an exaggerated gasp. "Whoa, don't tell me you broke open your piggy bank for this?"I gave a calm nod. "I did."Charles' face instantly turned pale.We had bought that piggy bank right after we got together. Back then, I had told him that once we saved enough mo

Third-person POVCharles' knuckles turned white around his phone as the seventeenth unanswered call cut to voicemail.Nicole pouted, a spike of resentment tightening her chest. Normally, Charles' attention and devotion belonged exclusively to her. But right now, every shred of it was consumed by that low-class woman she looked down on.She leaned heavily onto Charles' shoulder, tapping her manicured nail against the crumpled abortion form."Stop worrying. This procedure was scheduled at Mom's hospital, and I personally checked with the main desk. Margo’s name isn’t even on the patient list. She's just playing hard to get!"Charles' tense shoulders relaxed slightly, but in the very next second, Nicole wrapped her arms tightly around his."Charles, our engagement party has already been postponed three times. We definitely can't push back next Monday's date again, okay?"Nicole’s palms grew clammy upon realizing her effortless game was spiraling into an unsettling ordeal. She cou

Was that fetus she aborted her own grandchild?The handbag slipped straight from Dr. Jones' hand, hitting the floor with a dull thud.Charles sank onto the chair, tears streaming down his face. "Mom... I think I've made an unforgivable mistake. Margo, I'm so sorry..."However, the howling wind outside carried only freezing snow, and no one was left to give him an answer.-Margo's POVThree years later, in Alderney.The barista placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of me, speaking in a gentle voice. "Your latte, Miss Hailey."I gave a polite smile and nodded. "Thank you."I had survived that emergency procedure three years ago, and after participating in the drug trial, my cancer was completely cured. However, the damage to my optic nerve was absolute. The specialists said it was a permanent injury caused by the lethal overdose of anesthesia.However, it didn't matter. I had long since adapted to the darkness.I was working as a simultaneous interpreter now, learning to