Just like this time—once he decided that the child wasn't his, he could just walk away without a second thought.
No one understood my situation, not even my own mother.
While I was deeply troubled by this, Kimora, came to see me.
Kimora, Lucian's wife, came to see me. She was pregnant, so I was surprised that she came to visit.
But what she said next shocked me even more.
"Sister-in-law, could Isabella be his child too?"
What kind of question was that? Who was he?
"I don't understand what you mean. Isabella is Kane's biological child."
Kimora glanced around the room, seeing that my mother had gone out. She then leaned in and whispered, "Don't hide it from me anymore. This child I'm carrying isn't Lucian's either."
What kind of relative had I encountered, daring to say such things?
"You're joking, right?"
"Sister-in-law, I didn't want this either, but I'm just a weak woman. What else could I do?"
She reached out and grabbed my hand. Her delicate face looked a bit haggard, and her six-month pregnancy had made her appear much fuller than before.
"I'm so scared that I'll end up divorced just like you. I've seen how Kane has already started looking for a new girlfriend these days. He no longer wants to acknowledge Isabella as his daughter. Do you think I'll end up like you?"
I knew Kane didn't want to acknowledge our daughter, but why was she so worried?
The cold moon once lit the way forward.
