Mandy’s POV“I want a divorce, grandma. I can’t stand this any longer,” I heard Lucas’s voice echo again.“You don’t mean that, Lucas. You are just upset about what happened,” Grandma Claire said.“No, I’m not Grandma. I know exactly what I’m saying. I don’t want to be married to her anymore,” Lucas said. My heart ached at that instant.If this is a joke,Lucas , stop it now,”Grandma Claire said with a firm voice.“I’m not joking,Grandma. I’m done with this whole marriage.“We wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t bribed me with your power and company shares,” he said. “Lucas, calm down-” Grandma said, though interrupted by Lucas who seemed to be hot-heated. “Grandma, don't ask me to calm down!After all she’s done to Mary and her unborn child- your great- grandchild you still defend her?Lucas's anger boiled over as he continued.“That child was my brother's and now he's gone because of her. She killed the heir to your legacy . Yet you take her side?”I froze. Mary’s ch
Mandy’s POV“What?” I asked in shock.“You’re pregnant, Mrs. Vanderbilt,” the doctor repeated.Panic set in as the doctor’s word sunk in.My heart was racing and my palms were sweating.I couldn’t believe I was pregnant.My thoughts got tangled in a mix of emotions.The divorce, Lucas’s disdain and now, a baby.How am I going to cope? I thought anxiously.I was only 18 years old and last week I was struggling about college admissions; I’m practically a child myself.The weight of responsibility almost crushed me. How will I pull through all of these? “Mrs. Vanderbilt, are you okay?” The doctor asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.“Yea…yeah, I am,” I stammered.There was a brief moment of silence before I spoke again.“Please can I ask a question, doc?” I said.“Of course Mrs Vanderbilt. Go ahead,” the doctor said.“Is the diagnosis correct? “Are there chances that I could have been misdiagnosed?” “Well, misdiagnosis occurs most of the time in this line of work,” the doctor answe
Mandy’s POV“Lucas?” I called out in surprise.“Are you done packing?” He asked with a harsh tone in his voice, “Have you forgotten your flight leaves in 5 hours?”“I know. I’m sorry. It’s just that I feel a bit sick. I think I’m coming down with a fever,” I said and he scoffed in response.“And you expect me to believe that? I know the only reason you are pretending to be sick is because not only are you lazy you do not want to leave,” he said arrogantly.I tried to speak again but he cut me short.“You are leaving this afternoon. I’ll personally drive you to the airport.” he said. I smiled bitterly at his last words, surprised that he offered to drive me to the airport by himself. Maybe he…Then I met his glare again. “Fine. Don’t fool yourself, Mandy Vanderbilt. He is not doing it out of care but to ensure you really leave the country for good,” I said to myself.Immediately he left, I dragged my tired body back to my box and continued packing. But the more I packed, the we
Mandy's POV I bit my lips, hesitant to reveal my struggles to Lucas.Finally, I decided to do it for the sake of the baby. This was the only way.“I've not received any living expenses like Grandma promised,” I said, feeling ashamed.He scoffed.“You called me after such a long time and that’s all you want to say? You’re such a parasite, always asking for money,” he said.His voice was cold.“But I need help, Lucas. Please,” I pleaded out of desperation.“I’ll send you some money but not right now,” he cut me off.“But I…….”“Also, don't bother me with trivial matters like this again. I have a company to run,” he said.Before I could reply, he ended the call. His words stung. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes.I laughed bitterly, ruminating over my actions.Maybe I shouldn't have called him, I thought.Hugging my pregnant bump, silent sobs shook my body.Indeed, I was all alone in this world.**********************Eight months Later**********************I was coming out o