A Love Built on Deception

To save Zander Lewis, I lost the ability to walk. As a result, my dream of dancing was shattered forever. Yet, Zander went on to marry Jenna Walsh—the same woman who stole my spot in the dance program. The betrayal cut so deep that I suffered from severe depression.

That was when Jenna's uncle in name, Sean Walsh, appeared and pulled me out of the darkness. He stayed by my side for a long time, helping me heal and even working tirelessly to treat my legs.  

Just when I thought I could stand on my own again, I discovered the awful truth—it had all been part of his and Zander's plan. They never wanted me to reclaim my place; they wanted to ensure Jenna's glory remained untouched. They were even planning to use the same ruthless methods to make sure I could never walk again.

My heart shattered as I watched them, two despicable men plotting everything for Jenna's sake. At that moment, I gave up on love completely.

I did not scream or cry. I simply played along, letting them believe I was still trapped in their game. When I finally broke free from that deceitful marriage, he came after me, begging in tears for another chance.

I gripped the pregnancy test report, and my body slumped in the wheelchair as an uncontrollable shiver ran through me. The joy and excitement I had felt just moments ago plummeted into an abyss.

I wanted to convince myself that I had misheard. However, the scene before me was like a thousand razor-sharp arrows piercing my heart.

Zander Lewis mockingly said, "Sean, don't you think you've gone too far with this act for Natalia Chastain? Are you sure you haven't caught feelings for her? You keep saying she doesn't matter, but you're obviously nervous. Otherwise, why would you ditch a multi-million-dollar project to bring her to the hospital?"

Sean Walsh remained unfazed by Zander's teasing. His expression was indifferent as he replied, "If I didn't bring her here, how else would I confirm she got pregnant just as I planned? If I didn't keep up with the medication for her useless legs, she might stand up one day. What happens then?"

He continued, saying, "There are only two types of women who lose all ambition—those who are naturally weak and lack drive, and those who get pregnant and become consumed with playing the devoted wife and mother.

"This is what true manipulation looks like. Your silly method of hiring a hitman to stage an accident was reckless. One wrong move, and you could've gotten yourself killed, too."

Zander's face darkened as he lashed out, kicking a trash can with full force. He cursed, "OMG! Sean, you're a real rat. If it weren't for Jenna, I would've beaten the crap out of you by now!

"When you were scheming with me and setting this whole thing up, you didn't have that holier-than-thou attitude! If we're talking about being ruthless, no one beats you.