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Prior to Andrew's arrival, I tousled my hair with all my might and messed with my outfit to make myself look disheveled. For that purpose, I even clawed my arm and left behind a few bloodied scratch marks.Andrew arrived to find me covered in worse injuries than Chantelle. I flung myself into his arms and sobbed quietly, "Andrew, I don't know what I've done wrong. Why did Chantelle snatch the infinite card that you gave me when I took it out?"I told her I'd be willing to give her the card, but she'd have to give you a heads-up. She hit me after that and claimed that I was sleeping with other men. I, Louise Bellamy, swear to God that you're the first and only man in my life!"Chantelle jumped in anger when she saw me crying and accusing her in Andrew's arms. She pointed a finger at me and barked, "You're a lowly wench. All you could do was play the victim in front of my dad! Did you think he'd believe in you? "Quit acting! The store employees are all witnesses."I stared at my
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Chantelle looked as though she had met her savior when she heard Mauve Polson's voice. She threw herself into Mauve's arms. "Grandma, talk some sense into my dad. Stop him from marrying me off."Mauve shot me a look of contempt. She began, "Son, I shouldn't have butt into your affairs now that you're an adult, but you need to offer an explanation because this concerns the happiness of my granddaughter."Andrew motioned at Mauve to look at my belly as he caressed it. Since I was naturally thin and didn't wear a loose-fitting dress today, I didn't look pregnant at first glance.Mauve was surprised. "Is she with your child?"She let go of Chantelle's hand when Andrew nodded at her. Clutching my hand, she gasped, "Is that true? How far along is your pregnancy? Is the baby healthy?"I nodded bashfully and added in a whisper, "The doctor said the baby's a boy."Mauve's excitement heightened. Looking delighted, she wiped away grateful tears and moaned, "Oh, James! You're going to have a
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Chantelle's idiocy delighted me. That woman foolishly handed me what I wanted on a platter. I retreated further into the corner while cowering in fear. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.When the elevator doors slid open, Chantelle proudly strutted out like a victor. I followed behind, placed the lunchbox on Andrew's table, and settled on the couch in silence.It didn't take him long to notice my unusual behavior. He pulled me into a hug and rested his chin on my shoulder. He whispered, "Who's made my kitty cat upset?"In the next moment, he panicked when he saw me tearing up. "What's wrong?"Between my sobs, I told him about Chantelle's threats in the elevator. Ashen-faced, he typed on his phone. His face clouded over even more when he received a text notification.From the looks of it, he had requested the security footage. I cried until I was out of breath, saying, "I'm fine with anything because I love you. I'll stay with you even without an official status.
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"Dad… Dad, why are you here?" Chantelle stared at Andrew, who'd appeared out of thin air, with disbelief. The dagger in her hand slid and fell to the floor with a clang.Initially calm, I put on a tearful look. "Andrew, why are you only showing up now? Our son and I are so close to never seeing you again!"Andrew immediately softened when he heard my coquettish voice. He untied me and hugged me tight like he had regained a treasure he had lost. "Sorry. I was late. Don't be afraid. I'll forever protect you."While sobbing softly on his chest, I shot Chantelle a smug look, which immediately set her off. She tried to pry me out of Andrew's arms. "Dad, it was all an act! She's just a peasant!"I trembled even more violently. "Andrew, she's trying to kill our son."This time, Andrew slapped Chantelle on the face. She touched her swollen cheek in disbelief. "Dad, did you just hit me for that lowly peasant? You've never laid a finger on me in my life!"Chantelle wouldn't have it, but
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"I'm surprised you showed up! You disgust me, you stinky pauper!" Chantelle Gorman pinched her nose with distaste as she stared at me in her extravagant evening dress.Chantelle, a young lady from a distinguished family in Oberlin City, had invited me to her birthday party. Yet, she openly shamed me in front of the other ladies at the event.A familiar evil smirk appeared on her face. "How about I give you a shower?"In the next second, she kicked me and sent me plunging into the swimming pool.To dress up nicely for her birthday party, I had spent all my savings—a measly 300 dollars—on a white dress. I scrambled back to the poolside, looking disheveled. My white dress, now translucent from the dampness, clung tightly to my body like kelp. The moisture felt uncomfortable.Her piercing gaze swept past my drenched body. Snickering, she taunted, "You're just a loose woman who sleeps with any Tom, Dick, and Harry. Do you enjoy exposing your granny lingerie to everyone?" With arms
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"Da—"The next day, Chantelle was stunned at the sight that greeted her when she entered her dad's bedroom.She found my petite, nude frame in his bed. I was deep asleep in his arm at that time.Enraged, she lunged at me and attempted to yank me out of the bed. She insulted me, "You cheap whore! You just can't stop yourself from sleeping with just anyone, can you? How dare you sleep with my dad? Go to hell!"I did not fight back, only looking at her with puppy eyes before pulling my gaze away and shutting my eyes. My trembling shoulders, though, hinted at my fear."Alright, Chantelle. Stop it." A satisfied Andrew Gorman propped his head in his hand and lounged on the bed, lazily watching us. "Dad, how dare she seduce you?" Chantelle stopped what she was doing, but she continued grumbling and acting cute.Andrew glanced at me. I was silently crying, head hanging low. He assured Chantelle, "She's just another woman. I have to take care of my needs after your mom passed away.""B
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I tried my best to stay out of Chantelle's way, but she managed to run into me somehow. My cheek became swollen from getting slapped by her minion, but I refused to apply any medicine to it, as I knew a pair of eyes had been following me.I knew for a fact that Andrew missed me. Only when I became an adult did I learn that the females in my family were seductresses, on top of being unusually fertile. Andrew was hopelessly hooked after the passionate night he shared with me, and he wanted more after getting his first taste of me.Ever since sharing a night with me, he couldn't come across any other woman who was as compatible in bed with him as me. No one else could send him to heaven. Therefore, I wasn't surprised when I found him spying on me.I believed his patience had worn thin by the 30-day mark. So, I went up to Chantelle before class ended, and I challenged her, "You're only picking on me because you're scared I would marry your dad."Chantelle looked down on my actions
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"Dad… Dad, why are you here?" Chantelle stared at Andrew, who'd appeared out of thin air, with disbelief. The dagger in her hand slid and fell to the floor with a clang.Initially calm, I put on a tearful look. "Andrew, why are you only showing up now? Our son and I are so close to never seeing you again!"Andrew immediately softened when he heard my coquettish voice. He untied me and hugged me tight like he had regained a treasure he had lost. "Sorry. I was late. Don't be afraid. I'll forever protect you."While sobbing softly on his chest, I shot Chantelle a smug look, which immediately set her off. She tried to pry me out of Andrew's arms. "Dad, it was all an act! She's just a peasant!"I trembled even more violently. "Andrew, she's trying to kill our son."This time, Andrew slapped Chantelle on the face. She touched her swollen cheek in disbelief. "Dad, did you just hit me for that lowly peasant? You've never laid a finger on me in my life!"Chantelle wouldn't have it, but
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Chantelle's idiocy delighted me. That woman foolishly handed me what I wanted on a platter. I retreated further into the corner while cowering in fear. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.When the elevator doors slid open, Chantelle proudly strutted out like a victor. I followed behind, placed the lunchbox on Andrew's table, and settled on the couch in silence.It didn't take him long to notice my unusual behavior. He pulled me into a hug and rested his chin on my shoulder. He whispered, "Who's made my kitty cat upset?"In the next moment, he panicked when he saw me tearing up. "What's wrong?"Between my sobs, I told him about Chantelle's threats in the elevator. Ashen-faced, he typed on his phone. His face clouded over even more when he received a text notification.From the looks of it, he had requested the security footage. I cried until I was out of breath, saying, "I'm fine with anything because I love you. I'll stay with you even without an official status.
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Chantelle looked as though she had met her savior when she heard Mauve Polson's voice. She threw herself into Mauve's arms. "Grandma, talk some sense into my dad. Stop him from marrying me off."Mauve shot me a look of contempt. She began, "Son, I shouldn't have butt into your affairs now that you're an adult, but you need to offer an explanation because this concerns the happiness of my granddaughter."Andrew motioned at Mauve to look at my belly as he caressed it. Since I was naturally thin and didn't wear a loose-fitting dress today, I didn't look pregnant at first glance.Mauve was surprised. "Is she with your child?"She let go of Chantelle's hand when Andrew nodded at her. Clutching my hand, she gasped, "Is that true? How far along is your pregnancy? Is the baby healthy?"I nodded bashfully and added in a whisper, "The doctor said the baby's a boy."Mauve's excitement heightened. Looking delighted, she wiped away grateful tears and moaned, "Oh, James! You're going to have a
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Prior to Andrew's arrival, I tousled my hair with all my might and messed with my outfit to make myself look disheveled. For that purpose, I even clawed my arm and left behind a few bloodied scratch marks.Andrew arrived to find me covered in worse injuries than Chantelle. I flung myself into his arms and sobbed quietly, "Andrew, I don't know what I've done wrong. Why did Chantelle snatch the infinite card that you gave me when I took it out?"I told her I'd be willing to give her the card, but she'd have to give you a heads-up. She hit me after that and claimed that I was sleeping with other men. I, Louise Bellamy, swear to God that you're the first and only man in my life!"Chantelle jumped in anger when she saw me crying and accusing her in Andrew's arms. She pointed a finger at me and barked, "You're a lowly wench. All you could do was play the victim in front of my dad! Did you think he'd believe in you? "Quit acting! The store employees are all witnesses."I stared at my
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"That's enough, Chantelle. You've let me down." Brows furrowed, Andrew addressed Chantelle with a stern tone, "I turned a blind eye to your behavior last time, but you nearly hurt your little brother this time around. "I'll cut off your allowance for now as a lesson. Please reflect on your actions!"Chantelle's face paled when she heard Andrew's words, as though her world had collapsed. I watched her, amused. Andrew had indeed pampered his daughter for 20 years—he didn't even blame her, even when I nearly suffered a miscarriage at her hands.He made his bodyguards lead Chantelle away. He held me and asked, "Will you blame me if all I did was cut off Chantelle's allowance?"I shook my head. "Of course not. Chantelle is still a kid. Cutting off her allowance is enough punishment."My answer took him by surprise. "Don't you feel unfair? She nearly made you miscarry by shoving you."I placed his slender and bony hands on my belly. "Just like I said, Chantelle is just a kid, just
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"Da—"The next day, Chantelle was stunned at the sight that greeted her when she entered her dad's bedroom.She found my petite, nude frame in his bed. I was deep asleep in his arm at that time.Enraged, she lunged at me and attempted to yank me out of the bed. She insulted me, "You cheap whore! You just can't stop yourself from sleeping with just anyone, can you? How dare you sleep with my dad? Go to hell!"I did not fight back, only looking at her with puppy eyes before pulling my gaze away and shutting my eyes. My trembling shoulders, though, hinted at my fear."Alright, Chantelle. Stop it." A satisfied Andrew Gorman propped his head in his hand and lounged on the bed, lazily watching us. "Dad, how dare she seduce you?" Chantelle stopped what she was doing, but she continued grumbling and acting cute.Andrew glanced at me. I was silently crying, head hanging low. He assured Chantelle, "She's just another woman. I have to take care of my needs after your mom passed away.""B
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"I'm surprised you showed up! You disgust me, you stinky pauper!" Chantelle Gorman pinched her nose with distaste as she stared at me in her extravagant evening dress.Chantelle, a young lady from a distinguished family in Oberlin City, had invited me to her birthday party. Yet, she openly shamed me in front of the other ladies at the event.A familiar evil smirk appeared on her face. "How about I give you a shower?"In the next second, she kicked me and sent me plunging into the swimming pool.To dress up nicely for her birthday party, I had spent all my savings—a measly 300 dollars—on a white dress. I scrambled back to the poolside, looking disheveled. My white dress, now translucent from the dampness, clung tightly to my body like kelp. The moisture felt uncomfortable.Her piercing gaze swept past my drenched body. Snickering, she taunted, "You're just a loose woman who sleeps with any Tom, Dick, and Harry. Do you enjoy exposing your granny lingerie to everyone?" With arms
