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After my divorce from Charles Rivers, my pregnancy started showing more and more with each passing day. My parents and my adopted sister, Lily Wynn, were on the verge of boiling over. They kept pushing me to go to the hospital and get rid of it. In my previous life, their cruel words had driven me straight onto the operating table. When I lost that baby, I lost my last bargaining chip—everything. Charles hated me for being so heartless, and he never even considered getting back together. Not long after, Lily married him in the wedding dress I had picked out myself. Later, the Wynn Family sold the Rainleaf Tea House my grandma left behind, and the Rivers Family's tea houses took over Southvale. Because of my divorce and miscarriage, I became the person both families blamed for everything. My health declined steadily until I turned thirty, dying alone in a drafty rental on Westside. When I opened my eyes again, my mom was slapping a hospital appointment slip down right in front of me. "You're already divorced. Who do you think cares about that belly now?" she snapped. Lily sat beside her, her voice as soft as warm honey. "Summer, people are already making fun of the Wynn Family. If you keep dragging this out, you're just making things harder for Charles," she said. I caught the urgency in her eyes and picked up my phone to call Charles. When he answered, I said just one thing. "The baby's still here. Are you coming?" This time, I was keeping the baby. I'm keeping the money, too.