Twins Get Divorces Together

My twin sister and I marry twin brothers from a powerful mafia family. She marries the elder, Leo Smith, a federal judge. I marry the younger, Sam Smith, a surgeon.

While I'm hospitalized for a high-risk pregnancy, I'm abducted by criminals demanding ransom. They use my phone to call Sam 32 times, but every one goes unanswered.

Enraged, one of the abductors beats my stomach with a baseball bat to vent his anger. I try desperately to protect my unborn child, but I lose the baby anyway.

Finally, the abductor calls Sam one last time. This time, he answers, only to snap, "Annie almost miscarried. I was just taking her for a checkup. Can you stop calling and trying to get my attention?"

With no ransom coming, the furious abductors tie me up and throw me into a swimming pool. Then, they leave.

Just as I'm about to take my last breath, my sister arrives and pulls me out. Seeing me almost dead from the miscarriage, she calls Leo in a panic.

But all she gets is a cold answer. "Currently punishing the man who nearly caused Annie Morgan's miscarriage. Do not disturb."

She tries to call the police, but her phone dies. With no other option, she drives me away herself.

On the way back, a sudden blizzard hits, and a landslide blocks the road. The car breaks down.

We're trapped and shivering in the cold. Thankfully, a forest patrol finds us just in time. We survive.

When we wake up in the hospital, the first thing that comes to us is that we have to get divorced!

When I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed, my body aching from head to toe.

The pain was everywhere, but especially sharp in my lower abdomen. It felt hollow and empty—that was when I knew the baby was gone.

I picked up my phone and sent Sam Smith a message.

"The baby's gone."

I stared at the screen, waiting for a response, but the phone stayed silent. After a while, I typed another message.

"Let's get a divorce."

He still didn't reply.

Hours passed before he finally called.

When I picked up, I expected to hear his voice, but instead, it was Annie Morgan on the other end of the line.

"Lucy, don't be upset, okay? There was a robbery at the hospital and I got hurt. I couldn't find anyone to help, so I asked Sam to stay with me during my check-up.

"This is my fault. But please don't divorce him over this. Sam really does love you. You'll break his heart if you do this."

Before I could even respond, Sam snatched the phone from her. His voice was edged with impatience as he said, "Lucy, can you stop using the baby and the divorce to threaten me? Seriously, can you just grow up a little?

"Is your jealousy really this out of control? Annie was shaken up, and her pregnancy wasn't stable. I stayed