Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 8

Blake sent the two who had harmed me to prison, then placed Olivia's two children in a foster home.

According to the police, this incident was Olivia's deliberate revenge.

She couldn't stand seeing me happy, so she tried to take my place.

Ms. Walker had tried to dissuade her, but she was determined.

In the end, not wanting her daughter to be disgraced, Ms. Walker reluctantly joined her risky plan.

Olivia was sentenced to three years for malicious assault, while Ms. Walker, as an accomplice, received one year.

Olivia went insane in prison, constantly believing she was the CEO's wife of Jensen Group.

She not only assaulted others in prison but also ordered people around to do her bidding.

Eventually, she was severely beaten, leaving her permanently disabled.

I was rushed to the hospital in time, and our baby was saved.

But due to the physical and psychological trauma I had experienced, I had to move into the hospital early to await delivery.

Afraid something similar might happen again, Blake officially posted our wedding photos on the company's social media.

Thanks to Blake's attentive care, I was able to give birth safely.

After her release, Olivia often lurked around our house.

Whenever I tried to have security remove her, she would turn the accusations back on me.

I remained cautious, keeping my guard up.

Perhaps growing impatient after waiting so long, she finally snapped.

One day, when I went alone to the garage to get my car, she approached me with a knife.

Seeing me back away in fear, Olivia wore a triumphant smile.

"You bitch, if it weren't for you, I would be with Blake by now."

"It's all your fault I can never see my two children again..."

"I've discovered the truth about my parents' deaths. This time, I will make sure you never get out of prison."

It turned out that the deaths of Blake's parents had been orchestrated by Olivia's parents.

Olivia and Ms. Walker were sentenced to life imprisonment.

Blake took me to settle in another city. One morning, looking at our son sleeping peacefully in my arms, I kicked Blake out of bed.

"This is all because of your troublesome admirer. Our son didn't even get to stay in my belly long enough."

"Don't climb into my bed anymore."

Blake crawled back onto the bed and held me tight.

"As long as you stay with me..."

"I'm willing to be your punching bag forever."

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