Chapter 2
Hailey looked at the nuplane pist stops away and answered the call
“Bailey, I’ve tracked your ticket to Paris. Come back now,” Alexander demanded.]
Bailey bit her lip, gripping the phone until her knuckles turned white. “I won’t come back.“]
After a moment of silence. Alexander’s voice took on a threatening tone
“Be a good girl. If you want to go to Paris, I’ll take you after your
C–section.
Hearing the words “C-section, Bailey felt her heart bleeding.
Recalling the conversation she’d overheard outside the study, her throat tightened with bitterness: “Alexander, I will never let you use my baby’s life to save your love child”
With that, the line went dead silent.
Aher a long pause, Alexander’s deep voice returned: “So you know everything?“||
Badley remained silent
“Bailey, we can have more children in the future, but Evan’s surgery can’t wait,” he spoke with urgency, his voice softening as he tried to coas her. “Come back now, okay?”
Bailey’s lips trembled.
She couldn’t understand how he could say such things.
Was Evan’s life the only one that mattered? Wasn’t her unborn child’s life just as precious?
“Alexander, you bastard!”
She hung up with shaking hands, tears streaming down her face.
She lowered her head, caressing her belly, determination hardening her gaze Baby, Mommy promises, I won’t let anyone hurt you.
Composing herself, she prepared to board the plane.]]
Her phone buzzed agam with a series of texts from Alexander[]
Bailey was about to lock his number, not wanting to hear more about how he was discarding her and their baby for another woman.
But the next message froze her in place.]
Alexander had sent her a photo. In the image was a countdown timer set for one hour on what appeared to be a bomb!||
She frantically zoomed in and recognized her father’s calligraphy hanging in her parents living room in the background[]
As if to confirm her suspicions, Alexander sent
message:[]
One hour countdown. If you don’t come back, this bomb will explode at your parents‘ house.l
Bailey’s mind went blank with a deafening rush ||
She shakily tried calling her father, but the call wouldn’t go through. Her mother’s number was the same.
Boundless terror instantly consumed her.
Just then, Alexander called again, she answered without hesitation
Alexander, what do you want?!” Her voice cracked with emotion, a raw, hysterical edge to her words that revealed she was completely falling
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However, on the other end, Alexander remained eerily calm, his voler even carrying a gentle laugh ||
Hailey. I just want you to come back, that’s all-
Coming back meant her baby would he cut from her womb tomorrow, treated like medical waste, and used to save his child with another
Woman
But if she didn’t return..
Alexander, remove the bomb,” she pleaded, crumpling to the flour. “We’ve been together three years. My parents have been so good to you. How could you threaten them like this?“||
If you had just stayed home like a good girl, none of this would have happened, and your parents wouldn’t be in any danger,” he reasoned stently. “Be a good girl. You have filly five minutes left. Remember, don’t be late!
When he finished speaking, the line went dead, leaving only a dial tone.
dailey collapsed to the floor, her strength completely gone!
The gate attendant rushed over: “Ma’am, are you having contractions? Should I call for medical assistance?“|||
Hut Bailey’s mind was blank. She couldn’t imagine that the man who had once catered to her every whim could threaten her parents” lives the moment he turned against her.
Yet she didn’t dare take the risk. She couldn’t gamble her parents‘ lives on the conscience of a man who had transferred his affections elsewhere.
Just then, her phone chimed again.
Alexander was relentlessly updating the countdown
[Baby, you have 54 minutes and 24 seconds left
Bailey wasted no more time, forcing herself to stand
“Ma’am, aren’t you boarding?” the attendant called after her.||
She ignored the attendant’s voice completely, cradling her pregnant belly as she hurried toward the exit
Along the way, she called Alexander countless times, but he kept hanging up
The countdown messages continued arriving each like a death sentence ||
She sent him tearful voice messagesd
[I’ve left the airport! I’m coming back now! Please, please disarm the bomb!|||
In response, she received only more countdown updates, each showing less and less time ||
but the airport was far from the suburban villa, and tune was shipping away ||
When she finally reached the estate in panicked desperation, she received
tal countdown pluto–thirre minutes.
She leaped from the car in bland terror ||
“Bad Mom”
Hut just as she approached the door-
BOOM
Before Bailey’s eyes, there was nothing but a blinding flash of fire.||
