The night was boundless.
Heavy curtains blocked out the spring light in the room.
On the large bed, the man showered the woman's delicate skin with a rain of kisses, his breathing deep and heavy.
Elara Don's head was dizzy, like a fish lacking water, she clung to the source of the spring.
With rosy lips she murmured, "Evan, is that you?"
The man's strong body paused slightly, then resumed his wild conquest…
All night they were entwined, until dawn when the man got up deftly.
A gentle breeze passed by, lifting a corner of the curtain.
The morning light faintly revealed the man's face.
Black hair and deep eyes, his features were cold and perfect, like the most perfect artwork from heaven!
He slightly turned his head to look at the woman who had her back to him on the bed, a trace of softness flashed in his handsome eyes.
Long fingers reached out, attempting to see the woman's face clearly.
At that moment, the phone placed on the bedside shelf vibrated, and his hand changed direction, swiftly picking up the phone.
After glancing at the caller ID, the man lightly pressed his thin lips together and, without any hesitation, turned and walked towards the door.
The door opened and closed softly, and the man answered the phone, his voice low, "Hello."
"Boss, are you alright? There's a flight at six this morning, you need to head to the airport right away."
"I'm fine. Rhun Quinn, check who the woman in my room was last night, and ask her what compensation she wants."
Pausing, he thought of something, his eyebrows softened a bit, "She shouldn't be awake too early, come after nine."
Last night, someone had put something in his drink.
He had planned to endure it, but unexpectedly, someone barged in.
He usually abhorred women getting close, but last night, she was an exception…
...
The pounding knocks on the door echoed, like a deathly omen.
Elara Don, holding her heavy head, got up, her thoughts momentarily stalled.
Last night was her eighteenth birthday, her classmates celebrated for her at a club.
She had too much to drink, hazily seeing her fiancé send her a message to go find him in the suite upstairs.
Then…
Recalling the events of last night, Elara shyly covered her face.
She belonged to him now!
She had said she would give herself completely to him once she grew up!
"Open the door! Elly, are you in there?"
The person outside kept knocking on the door; it sounded just like her fiancé Evan Miles' voice!
Elara blinked, grabbed a bath towel and draped it over herself, enduring the discomfort in her body as she went to open the door.
The door opened, standing outside was a handsome young man.
But right now, his face was rather grim.
"Evan, you…"
Why was he standing outside?
"Elly, what did you do last night? You actually betrayed me!"
Evan Miles yanked open Elara Don's collar, staring at the mottled bruises on her fair skin, his eyes turned instantly blood red.
Betrayed him?
What was he talking about?
"Evan, I didn't betray you, last night, wasn't I with you?"
Elara was dumbfounded, looking at the man's bloodshot eyes, an inexplicable panic rose in her heart.
"Last night, I was on my way back from a business trip, how could I have been with you?"
Evan's eyes were filled with hurt, he shoved Elara aside and stormed into the room, "Where's the adulterer? Who's your adulterer?"
Elara was pushed heavily against the wall, the pain in her back combined with the discomfort in her body made her nearly fall.
Her face was pale as she clung tightly to her robe, looking helpless.
"No, Evan, listen to me, I really got your message last night, that's why I came up, I thought the person in the room was you!"
"Enough! Elara Don, I always thought you were a kind and pure girl! Even when my mother disapproved of our marriage, I still tried hard to persuade her. But I never imagined that rumors aren't unfounded, you're indeed a woman who can't endure loneliness! We, are broken off the engagement!"
Furious, Evan flung Elara's hand away and strode off.
He wanted to call off the engagement!
"Evan, don't go, listen to me!"
Elara's face turned ghostly white as she hastily dressed and ran after him.
In a corner, a woman with features like a viper watched the scene, clenching her fists.
The person who came out of the room earlier was Damon Hawke!
Sea City's most elite nobles, Hawke Group's youngest ruler, Damon Hawke!
Elara Don, that wretched girl, had gone to the wrong room last night, not going into the one arranged for her but instead ending up with Damon Hawke!
The woman took a deep breath, smoothing her hair by her ear, a smile tugging at her lips as she quickly entered the room.
...
Ten months later.
The hospital delivery room, bright with incandescent lights.
Elara Don was breathing heavily, her forehead covered with a fine sweat.
A whole day and night!
She had been lying on this delivery bed for a day and a night!
But the child inside her wasn't coming out!
"Push, Elara Don, you need to push harder! Haven't you been taught how to breathe? Come on!"
Beside her, the midwife wearing a mask shouted at Elara Don.
Elara bit down on her chapped lips, desperately exhaling and inhaling.
Her belly ached with each contraction, the pain making her nearly faint!
"Doctor Lee, her baby is in the wrong position, if this continues, neither the mother nor the child will make it."
"What's the rush? I know what I'm doing. Didn't you understand the employer's wishes? As long as the child is safe, the mother can…"
"Poor woman!"
"..."
Only bits and pieces of the conversation between the doctor and nurse drifted to her ears.
Elara's muddled thoughts suddenly cleared.
What employer?
What were they talking about?
As Elara was about to ask, a sudden contraction hit her.
"Elara Don, use your strength, I see the baby's head!"
The doctor's voice carried a hint of excitement, Elara took a deep breath and pushed…
"Wah!"
An infant's cry, soft as a kitten's, rang out.
Born!
She finally gave birth to the child!
Elara's vision darkened, nearly fainting.
She fought to stay conscious, opening her eyes to see the midwife hurriedly taking the child away.
"The child, let me see my child!"
Elara was utterly weak, an ominous feeling creeping into her heart.
The neighbor had brought her to the delivery room.
The family who raised her had already cut ties with her completely.
No one was waiting outside, where was the midwife taking the child?
"Miss Don, don't look, because you gave birth to a stillborn, and you…"
The doctor retrieved a needle, diluting a vial of medicine with it.
The thin needle sprayed threads of liquid, exuding a sinister chill.
Immense fear spread through her body, Elara's eyes widened as she watched the approaching doctor.
"What stillborn, I clearly heard the child crying just now! Doctor, what are you going to do to me and my child?"
It wasn't true!
This doctor was lying!
Someone was going to take her child and her life!
Ten months ago, after spending a night with a stranger, Evan Miles couldn't accept it, broke off their engagement, making her the laughingstock of the city.
Her father exploded in anger, cursing that she, like her dead mother, was unruly and not of his blood, delivering a thunderous blow.
Suddenly, she was without innocence, family, and discovered two months later that she was pregnant!
She carried the pregnancy to term, at first resistant, but gradually accepting the little life within, preparing herself for his arrival.
Only to discover the child taken away the moment he was born!
Who had taken her child and was after her life!
"I'm sorry, Miss Don, don't blame me, if you must blame, blame your unfortunate life!"
The doctor clamped down on Elara's wrist and approached with the needle, "Doctor, my stomach hurts!"
Another contraction hit, Elara winced with pain.
Accompanied by a weak wail, she gave birth to another child.
Elara had been carrying twins all along!
She panted heavily, watching the doctor approach, reaching out her hand, "Doctor, show some mercy, have a parent's heart!"