The next night, I arrived at the banquet in formal dress.

It was held for the Swift Family's eldest daughter's graduation, a promise made long ago, so I had to attend.

I sat quietly in a corner, sipping my drink.

As expected, it wasn’t long before Daniel and Jennifer made a grand entrance.

Jennifer held onto Daniel’s arm, smiling politely.

Everyone thought Jennifer was his wife and started praising her.

“Daniel and his wife have such a sweet relationship! We’re so jealous.”

Daniel smiled softly, taking in all the compliments like they were really a couple.

Not wanting to see them anymore, I took my glass of wine and stepped out onto the villa’s balcony for some fresh air.

My champagne was finished and just as I was about to head back in, Jennifer walked up beside me.

“Natalie, you’ve already lost. Daniel loves me now. Can you really leave Rihanna without a father?”

I gave her a cold smile. “What are you really trying to say?”

“I want you to leave right now. I want to be Mrs. Chalamet.”

I nodded. “Don’t worry, I’ll go. I gave up on Daniel a long time ago.”

I turned to leave, but Jennifer grabbed my arm.

Just as I was about to ask what she meant, someone came up behind me and pressed a towel with drugs over my nose.

Just before everything went dark, I saw Jennifer smirking. “But I don’t believe you.”

When I opened my eyes, I realized I was tied to a chair, unable to move.

Next to me sat Jennifer, also bound. She looked at me with a smug smile. "Natalie, if Daniel knew we were both kidnapped and could only save one of us, who do you think he’d choose?"

I stared at her in disbelief. "This was your doing?"

She laughed loudly. "So what if it was? I just want Daniel. Is that so wrong?"

I was about to reply when someone rushed in and spoke to the man in charge. "Boss, Daniel is here."

Moments later, two men in black stood behind us, each holding a knife.

As Daniel walked in, my heart raced. The leader smirked. "Daniel, what a lucky man. Two beautiful women, but you can only pick one. Choose now, or both die."

"Three..."

"Two..."

Before he reached one, Daniel suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Jennifer. "Her. Let her go."

The man grinned. "Daniel doesn’t hesitate. Alright then, let’s deal with the other one."

He told someone to untie the ropes around me. But right after that, he suddenly pushed me to the ground.

In seconds, punches started hitting me from all sides.

I held my stomach, trying to protect my baby.

Then someone kicked me hard in the stomach. The man laughed when he saw me in pain. “Daniel, you better leave now. If I change my mind and don’t let her go, it won’t end well.”

Through the crowd, I looked at Daniel and begged, “Please… save me, save our baby…”

But Daniel acted like he didn’t hear me. He took Jennifer’s hand and walked away without looking back.

Tears rolled down my face and hit the floor. I held my stomach, feeling the tiny life inside me slip away.

Then I closed my eyes, full of pain and hopelessness.

When I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed.

The doctor came in with a sorry look on his face. “I’m sorry… you’ve lost the baby.”

Tears filled my eyes before I could even speak.

Because of Jennifer and Daniel, I had lost my child again.

Outside in the hallway, I heard nurses gossiping.

“Did you hear? Mr. Chalamet’s wife scratched her wrist with a rope and he booked the whole floor.”

“Which Mr. Chalamet?”

“Who else? Daniel Chalamet, president of the Chalamet Group. I wish I had a love like theirs.”

From the time I was kidnapped to losing my baby, Daniel hadn’t even called me, not one message.

But Jennifer only got a small scratch and he booked an entire hospital floor for her.

I smiled bitterly as more tears filled my eyes.

It turned out that love and hate were easy to see.

The phone on the table buzzed and I picked it up.

“You found a matching heart donor, right? So you can fly over now?”

I nodded. “I’ve already booked the ticket.”

Just then, Daniel walked into the room. “What ticket? Where are you going?”

I didn’t look at him and said calmly, “I bought it for a friend. His card didn’t go through.”

He nodded and put the lilies he was holding on the table.

But those were Jennifer’s favorite flowers.

“I’m sorry about yesterday. Things happened fast and I had no choice.”

I gave him a cold look. “So your choice was Jennifer? You left your wife of three years with those horrible people?”

He opened his mouth to explain, but his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was a call from Jennifer.

I didn’t know what she said, but his face changed right away.

“Didn’t I pick Jennifer because you planned all of this? Natalie, aren’t you just doing this to get my attention? Have you even thought about how much this is hurting Jennifer?”

“She needs me right now. Take care of yourself.”

Then he slammed the door and walked out without looking back.

So it was Jennifer who told him I made it all up. He trusted her that much.

My phone buzzed twice. It was a message from Daniel.

[Come to the eighth floor and apologize to Jennifer right now, or I’ll never forgive you!]

I let out a cold laugh and blocked his number.

What Jennifer didn’t know was that I had started recording as soon as she came up to me at the banquet.

Everything she said was saved, word for word.

Before I left, I placed the recorder and the report about my miscarriage on the table.

Then I walked away without looking back, taking my father with me.