Lillian's POVI heard voices, but they were blurry.Upon opening my eyes, I was welcomed by white walls and a bright light.I roamed my eyes around and slowly sat on the bed, despite the pain in my stomach."Where am I?" I asked weakly.Martha was the first to approach me. She held my hand, her eyes filled with worry."Where am I?"Tears fell from Martha's eyes. She cupped my face and caressed my cheeks as she looked at me."You are at the hospital, Lillian," she said.My forehead creased when I heard that, and that's when I remembered the blood on my dress, the only thing I remember before everything went black."What's wrong with me, Martha? Why did I bleed?"Before she could answer, Dad walked toward my bed and looked at me with the same cold expression.Beside him stood Victoria, whose eyes were also filled with worry."You'll abort that child, and you will marry Lucas Bennett," he said firmly.Confusion filled me upon hearing those words.What does he mean?"Child?" I asked, look
Marcus's POVI kept calling her name, but she didn't show up.I saw on the news that she's back in Washington, so I'm sure she's at the White House."Lillian, please!" I pleaded.I almost didn't recognize my voice. I sounded desperate, but I don't care. All I want is to see her.I know her dad is stopping her from calling me. It's been two days since I last heard her voice.I want to know if she's okay.I headed towards her room, but before I could open it, Gabriel showed up. He looks mad. Well, I created a huge mess, and his name is at risk, so I understand why he's angry with me."Leave, Marcus, I'm asking nicely," he said, not shouting, but I feel his rage."I need to see you, Lillian."I knelt on the floor, not minding what he would think of me. "Just let me see Lillian.""She isn't here," he coldly responded."Don't lie to me, please. I know she is here."I crawled towards the door and knocked with all my strength. "Love, please, I know you're in there."I kept knocking on her do
Lillian's POVI feel hollow, forcing a smile in front of the camera as my father speaks. I want to cry and scream for him to stop, but I'm paralyzed, unable to move."Are you okay?" Lucas asks.I nod, turning my head back to face the front."The beach photo was completely edited. My team is tracking down the person who uploaded it and I will make sure they will be punished for tarnishing my daughter's and stepson's reputation," my father says.I listen to his speech, knowing he's a skilled liar."Mr President, what do you say about the rumour that your daughter's engagement to the heir of Bennett Corporation is to cover up her sinful romance with her step-brother?" a reporter asks.My dad looks at me, then at Lucas, before returning his gaze to the camera. "Lillian and Lucas have been engaged for a while now, but we kept it private to give them space and protect them from pressure. We're only going public now to clear my daughter's name."Tears appear in my father's eyes, and I can't
Lillian's POVWaiting for Lucas's response felt like an eternity, and before I could even hear his answer, Dad stepped inside the room."Let's go," he said, but Lucas remained frozen.My heart beat loudly as I waited for him to stand up.Telling him that I am pregnant was a bad idea. What if he couldn't accept it?What if he calls off the engagement? I know Dad will kill me if that happens.Dad looked at Lucas intently, waiting for him to stand, but he remained sitting. "Lucas?"Dad's call snapped him back to the present. He seemed dazed, probably trying to process the truth I confessed.From his expression, I could already tell that he was having second thoughts. I understood him. Discovering that your fiancee is pregnant with another man's child before your wedding would make anyone rethink the marriage.I knew he might call off the engagement, but I hoped he wouldn't because my child's life depended on him.Keeping my secret would have made things easier, but I couldn't do that to
Lillian's POVI stared at the letter intently and caressed the words written on the paper.Tears fell from my eyes as I read the word over and over again.My hand reached for my tummy, and a smile graced my lips as I felt my child."Should we go to Daddy, little bean?" I softly caressed my tummy.I felt scared of defying Dad again. I had no idea if we could really run away from him, but the thought of living like a puppet again scared me, not for myself, but for my child. Do I want my child to live in this kind of environment?Do I want him/her to experience the life I am currently enduring?Living in the White House suffocates me. I am constantly watched, and I don't want my child to have that life. I don't want him/her to be dictated on what to do.I want my child to have freedom. To lead his/her own life, something my father deprived me of.I stared at the words written on the letter once again."Should we run away, Marcus?"I knew that choosing to run away would mean giving up ma
Lillian's POVAct normal, Lillian. Don't be nervous. Act normal.I kept reminding myself as I looked at Lucas.I flashed a smile and shook my head."It's not that I am just surprised that you'll take such a huge responsibility," Lucas stared at my face intently as if assessing if he will believe me or not, but after a while, he nodded his head."Just don't tell my parents that you are pregnant. I am sure they will call off the engagement once they know," he said.I stared at Lucas intently, and he stared back at me, raising his right eyebrow. "What is it?" he asked, confused about why I am staring at him."Why did you agree to become the father of my child?"Lucas took some time to respond. He shrugged his shoulder. "You look helpless, Lillian, and I know I am your last hope. I am not that heartless to just watch your downfall when I know I can do something," he said, then smiled at me. "I am not a bad person, Lillian."I nodded my head. "I know that."I saw how he lowered his gaze t
Lillian's POV"L-Let's go back," I pleaded, but Marcus ignored me and continued driving.I gripped his arm tightly. "Please, Marcus, I want to see Martha."I felt hysterical, shaking his arm to stop him from driving."Love, please stop," he said calmly, but I remained deaf to his words.All I want is to save Martha, to see if she's still alive."We can still save her. Let's take her to the hospital," I begged, holding Marcus' arm tightly.The car started swerving because of my actions.Marcus looked at me angrily. "Lillian, stop!" he snapped, making me flinch.My grip on his arm loosened, and I leaned back in my seat, crying. Marcus pulled over.He held my chin, making me look at him."We can't go back now. Your Dad will kill us if we do, can't you see that?" He brushed away my tears with his thumb and looked at me with worry in his eyes before pulling me into a tight hug.I held the hem of his shirt as I cried on his shoulder."M-Martha," I said between sobs.Marcus did his best to c
Marcus's POVIf someone will ask me what is the best feeling in the world it would be watching Lillian sleeping peacefully while her head is resting on my arm.I feel the feeling of home once again when I felt her warmth.I stared at her face and removed the few strands of her hair that covers her face.I smiled, seeing how angelic she is. Looking at her brings me peace. "This view never tires me," I whispered not removing my gaze on her.After a while, I lowered my gaze and stared at her tummy. There is no bump but I still held it gently and a smile grace on my lips while thinking that our child is in there."Hi little one," I whispered so I won't wake Lillian."Don't be hard on Mommy okay? Don't make her feel sick. Just be a good baby and once you are outside Mommy's belly I will allow you to be naughty. You can give Daddy a hard time once you came out but now that you are still inside Mommy's tummy, please don't be naughty," I softly whispered."What are you doing?"I turned my he