crowd rushed off to the hospital.
Before leaving, Theo shot me one last look–pure disappointment.
“Amelia… I’ve spoiled you too much. It’s time for you to reflect on your action.”
The ballroom emptied out in seconds.
I tried calling the hospital with shaking hands, only to be told all my cards had been frozen.
Staring at that “Heart of True Love” on the floor, I couldn’t hold back anymore.
So this was what they called “spoiling“-just tricks to keep his pet in line.
Give me the finest cage and the most expensive food, and make me believe I’m a princess.
But the second I stepped out of line, he’d cut off my food and water, waiting for me to crawl back and beg.
Fuck that kind of “love.”
Seven days went by. Not a word from my dad or Theo.
But Emily kept posting “happy family of four” updates.
Turns out they went to the Maldives.
My lawyer Nolan called with urgent news–Brooks assets were being transferred to Brielle’s name at lightning speed.
“Board meeting in three days. Your father’s planning to dump his proxy shares. If you show up, you can block the sale and reclaim what’s yours.”
I clutched my mother’s pendant and texted back “Yes.”
That night, Emily posted a photo of her marriage license. The internet exploded.
“So Amelia Brooks was the homewrecker all along!”
“Bitch bullied her stepsister for years, now her own kid’s a bastard. Karma!”
But three minutes later, the post disappeared.
Theo’s call came right after.
But I’m not in the mood to answer.
I’d been bleeding for seven days straight. With my assets frozen, I was stuck hiding in some shitty clinic.
Someone recognized me in the waiting room.
“You’re that Brooks girl who stole her sister’s boyfriend?”
“That’s her! The news said she forced him to marry her, but he was actually in love with the other girl!”
“Look at her belly–heard she’s carrying a bastard…”
The stabbing pain in my stomach made my voice shake. “Please… get me a doctor…”
“Stop playing victim!” Some pregnant woman shoved me hard. “You side chicks make me sick!”
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The True Heiress Strikes Back: You Chose My Stepsister–1 Chose Your Rival to Father Your Heir
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Chapter 5
Someone grabbed my hair. “Slut babies shouldn’t be born!”
“I’m not the fucking homewrecker!” I backed away, protecting my belly. “Touch me again and I’ll make you disappear from New York!”
But Theo’s phone rang seven times with no answer.
“Still playing princess? They got their mother–daughter double wedding. What the hell are you?”
I didn’t bother wiping my face, just kept dialing Theo’s number.
When someone finally picked up, it was Emily’s sweet voice.
“Honey, aren’t you afraid she’ll run off if you keep ignoring her?”
Theo’s confident laugh rumbled through the phone:
“I’ve spoiled her for years–she can’t live without me. We’ve never been apart this long. When I get back, it’ll be like a second honeymoon. Easy to handle. I bought her a private island in the Maldives, she loves diving…”
Then his voice got serious.
“Once our little one’s born, we’re going straight to city hall-”
The call cut off abruptly as the angry crowd raised chairs to attack me!
“Definitely a fucking homewrecker! Beat that bastard out of her!”
Just when I curled up and thought it was over-
“CRACK!”
A strong hand caught the chair, shattering it to pieces.
Black–suited bodyguards behind him shouted:
“Back the fuck off. Who dares call Mr. Donovan’s child a bastard?”
Someone gasped and screamed: “Holy shit… That’s Axel Donovan! The king of L.A.!”
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