“Mary isn’t the only one who doesn’t want this child. I don’t want it either,” I said coldly as I watched Sam’s mom storm out of the room.

Sam’s eyes flickered with pain and confusion. He spoke softly, trying to explain. “Amy, please don’t overreact. I’ve told you before. Lily is like my sister. I promised her brother I’d take care of her, and you’re my love, the woman I’m going to marry.”

“Oh, so your mom just said that you’re marrying Lily. Congratulations!”

“You know that’s not true. Lily’s pregnant, and she’s too physically weak to get an abortion. She’s still in school, and if people find out she’s pregnant before marriage, her reputation will be ruined. The only thing I can do is marry her, have the baby, and then we’ll be done. Please don’t be upset.”

“Her reputation? What about my reputation? You know, everyone online’s calling me shameless for 'stealing' someone else’s husband. Doesn’t that matter to you? Sam, I will abort this baby. This is the end of us.” My gaze was fixed on him as I spoke.

Seeing how determined I was, Sam’s face turned grim. “Amy, you’re just acting on your emotions right now. Look, we’ll deal with the baby later. For now, you can get some rest at home.”

After that, Sam dragged me back home with him, and from that day on, I was confined. He even took my phone and made sure I was watched at all times. I couldn’t understand why he couldn’t let me go when he didn’t love me anymore.

Days later, Lily’s mother, Lisa Aldrige, barged in.

As soon as she entered, she pointed a furious finger at me. “What did you do to bewitch Sam? He’s about to marry my daughter, and here you are, hiding away in his house! Get out of here right now. Don’t you dare take my daughter’s place!”

As she yelled at me, she ordered the servants to start clearing out my things from the master bedroom.

“My daughter and Sam got married today, and she’s the new owner of this house now. Get all of her stuff out!”

I was about to reach out to stop her when her words hit me like a punch to the gut.

“So, Sam and Lily really got married today? They’re legally a couple, and I’m the mistress?”

Just like that, the full weight of it all hit me. Although I was prepared to leave Sam, hearing it tore me apart inside.

Lisa wasn’t done. “Of course! My Lily’s carrying Sam’s child, unlike you, who’s pregnant with some illegitimate child yet still clinging to your ex. You should be thrown out for good!”

Her anger was rising, and before I could react, she shoved me.

I stumbled, too dazed to defend myself, and crashed to the ground. Pain shot through me, starting from my heart and spreading to my abdomen. Suddenly, my face drained of color.

“Stop! What are you doing?” Sam rushed in, drenched in sweat.

Without a word, he shoved Lisa aside and pulled me into his arms. The servants froze and glanced nervously at Sam, unsure of what to do.

Lisa pointed at him, furious. “Sam, you’ve married my daughter. How could you still involve yourself with this woman? How could you do this to Lily?”

“Shut up!” Sam barked, his face dark. “This is not the time or place for your tantrums. Get out!”

He gestured for the bodyguards to escort her out.

I didn’t care about the pain anymore. I looked straight into Sam’s eyes and asked, “So, you did marry Lily today? What she said was true?”