Chapter 2

I laughed bitterly at myself.

"Since that's how it is, there's no need to keep the child in my belly either."

Ethan was utterly unconcerned.

"Some bastard from who knows where—better off gone anyway."

My nails dug into my palms. I never imagined Ethan would call his own child a bastard!

He probably didn't know yet that the child in my belly would be his only bloodline in this lifetime!

Ethan had oligospermia. In our five years of marriage, we'd never been able to conceive.

The Quinn family only had Ethan as their heir. When they learned about his condition, they were frantic.

At the Quinn family's desperate pleading, I went abroad for IVF treatment. After three years of struggling, I'd finally gotten pregnant with this one child.

I'd wanted to come home and surprise him, but instead, he'd given me an even bigger surprise!

Just as I was about to find a lawyer to draft divorce papers, Lily hung up the phone with a sharp click.

Her eyes blazing, she slapped me across the face.

"So you really are here to beg! Trying to pin the bastard in your belly on Mr. Quinn!"

This was the first time in my entire life anyone had hit me.

I trembled with rage and pressed the emergency alarm button next to the mansion.

Lily didn't try to stop me, just watched with a cold smile.

"Little bitch, you should ask around about what the Quinn family's status is in New York!"

"Forget slapping you—even if I beat you to death today, no one would dare cause me any trouble!"

I looked at her coldly.

Though the Quinns were wealthy, my family wasn't poor either.

When I married Ethan, it was practically marrying down!

Which of his company's project bids hadn't benefited from my family's support?

Even the property manager here had only gotten his position because I'd noticed his diligent service and recommended him for the role.

In less than three minutes, property management arrived with their people.

I glanced over, frowning. I didn't see the familiar Manager Harris.

Just as I was about to speak, Lily rushed over to the lead security guard with a coquettish air.

"It's this bitch! She's carrying some bastard child from who knows where and insists it's Mr. Quinn's baby. I can't get rid of her!"

Looking at Lily's disgusting face, I said with revulsion, "Get your manager here. Let him see if I'm Mrs. Quinn or not!"

The security guard looked confused.

"Our manager is on a business trip. You know him?"

Lily spat viciously.

"So that's how you got in—by seducing the property manager! The child in your belly must be that manager's, right?"

Someone muttered, "Doesn't our manager have a wife?"

Lily sneered. "So she's a mistress! After getting used up, she came here to seduce Mr. Quinn!"

I was so angry my teeth clenched. I tried to explain.

"I'm not a mistress. Back then, Ethan got on his knees and begged to marry me!"

But none of the onlookers listened. They all mocked me instead.

"She looks decent enough, but she's willing to debase herself as a mistress!"

"And she's offended Miss Lily—isn't that asking for death? Everyone knows Mr. Quinn dotes on Miss Lily the most!"

"Miss Lily and Mr. Quinn are even living together now. They should be getting married soon. This mistress probably found out and came here deliberately to cause trouble!"

Hearing this, Lily's face darkened. She grabbed my hair and slapped me several times across the face.

"Bitch, I knew you were up to no good!"

Her sharp nails scratched my face open. Warm blood flowed into my eyes, turning my vision crimson.

Still not satisfied, Lily unhooked the dog leashes and released the Tibetan mastiffs.

"You haven't eaten yet today. How about this woman for your dinner?"

The moment they were freed, the drooling mastiffs lunged at me hungrily.