Chapter 4
Sienna’s face changed slightly.
But she quickly recovered, her eyes welling with tears as she pulled out her phone: “Mrs. Westwood did deliver yesterday, and the baby has been in the nursery all along.”
‘I knew she would try to make trouble for me… so I specifically asked the doctor to record a video of the baby.”
She handed over her phone showing footage of an infant who was clearly a newborn. The video was grainy and obviously fake.
Yet Ryker only glanced at it once before believing her completely.
The next second, he yanked me up from the floor in rage and violently slammed me against the cold, hard floor.
My head crashed down hard, blood immediately spurting out.
‘You dare lie to me!” he snarled. “Just to make me feel sorry for you, you’d fake a pregnancy and fake blood?! How disgusting, how pathetic!”
“Think I’d fall for it this time? Dream on!”
He raised his leg and kicked my belly mercilessly, again and again.
Blood and screams sprayed with each brutal impact.
‘No… please… stop…” I begged, my throat nearly torn from screaming, but my body grew colder and stiffer with
each moment.
Until I no longer had the strength even to beg for mercy, and could only curl up in my own pool of blood, silently rembling.
He shook off his blood–stained jacket and turned to Sienna with an apologetic expression.
‘I’m sorry, Sienna, for making you smell this disgusting odor. I’ll deal with her now. After that, I’ll take you to a private island for our honeymoon as compensation for doubting you, okay?”
But Sienna shook her head tearfully, her voice fragile and pitiful.
‘It’s fine… Mrs. Westwood hates me so much–what if the moment you take me away, she comes up with some new scheme to separate me from my baby?”
“Maybe… maybe I should just leave with my child. Let your children be the heirs instead.”
She spoke timidly, sounding utterly wronged, yet perfectly hitting Ryker’s trigger point.
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Chapter 4
His face instantly darkened like night, his tone gentle but ice–cold:
“Don’t worry, I won’t give her any more chances to hurt you or the baby.”
He waved his hand: “Lock her in the basement. Once I officially announce Sienna’s son as the heir at the press
conference, then she can come out.”
I was dragged out of the hospital by the bodyguards like a dead dog.
All along the way, my blood left a long trail across the polished marble floor.
The pain nearly made me pass out, but I clung to my last breath to beg:
“Please, Ryker. I swear… what I asked your mother to handle was our divorce, not stealing her baby.”
“You already killed my children once before, and this time they won’t survive either.”
“My children and I have already stepped aside for your family of three. Just… please don’t hurt my father anymore.”
Tears mixed with blood fell drop by drop.
Ryker looked annoyed: “Fine, as long as you stay quietly in the basement today, I won’t…”
Before he could finish-
BOOM!!
A deafening sound suddenly erupted—
I watched in horror as my father fell from above, crashing onto the hard ground right in front of me.
Those eyes that once looked at me with such tenderness were now white, bloodshot, and burst open.
“Dad!!!” I let out a heart–wrenching scream, crawling forward with my hands and feet, scraping them bloody.
But before I could touch even his fingertips, I was violently yanked back by the bodyguards.
“Take her away first,” Ryker turned his head and ordered softly, “He was already as good as dead anyway. This is probably a mercy for him.”
“Ryker Westwood–you’re worse than an animal!!!” I screamed hysterically, my voice raw with despair. “You murdered your own children, and now you’ve killed the man who saved your life! You’ll rot in hell for this!”
He frowned at me once, but ultimately just sighed.
“Though I’m having you locked up, if she has any requests these next few days, fulfill them all. Take good care of her.”
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Chapter 4
To prepare for the press conference announcing his heir, Ryker spared no expense to show his devotion to Sienna.
He bought out every jewelry store in the city, commissioning a pure gold protection amulet as tall as a person.
He also spent millions to purchase an entire island, naming it after Sienna.
Though he rarely appeared on social media, he even registered an account named “LovingSienna.”
His first post was a passionate declaration:
“Grateful for the most important woman in my life, Sienna. For giving birth to my first son. From now on, my life is complete.”
His press conference lasted three whole days, with media from across the country gathering. Under the flashing lights, he held Sienna’s hand, his face radiating happiness.
But behind the cameras, his eyes occasionally darted toward his phone.
As if waiting-
Waiting for news from the mansion.
Yet even until the final night of the press conference, his phone remained silent.
He finally lost patience and called the mansion.
It’s been three days. Has she made a fuss? Asked to see me? Or threatened to crash the conference?”
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