My Mother Died At My Wedding Chapter 20

“Shut up! Lily, remember this—you’re nothing more than a fleeting distraction. What gives you the right to compare yourself to Freya?”
His gaze was frigid, a dangerous glint darkening his eyes.
“It’s just a child. If I wanted one, I could have as many as I pleased.”
He turned to his bodyguards and ordered, “Take her to the hospital. Get rid of it.”
Lily froze, panic washing over her as she clutched her stomach protectively.
This child was her last lifeline—her only ticket to survival and luxury. She couldn’t lose it!
In a desperate attempt, she broke free and bolted toward the crowd.
“They’ll save me!” she thought frantically. “They promised they’d protect and stand up for me!”
Jack gestured to his bodyguards, signaling them to stop.
He stood there, watching her fleeing figure with an expression of icy detachment, as though she were already a ghost.
But Lily’s momentary hope quickly crumbled into despair.
The same crowd that had just defended her now looked at her with disgust. Reality hit hard as recognition spread through the onlookers.
Jack’s reputation, along with the name of Sterling Corporation, was legendary. Everyone knew who he was, thanks to countless media reports and widespread admiration for his relationship with Freya.
Even children on the street could recount stories of how deeply Jack loved Freya—his grand gestures and his unwavering devotion. Their love had become a symbol of romance, envied by countless couples.
Now, faced with the truth, the crowd’s adoration for Jack shattered.
The sweet, endearing influencer they had supported, Lily, was nothing more than a mistress, the other woman who had come between Jack and Freya.
Shock and betrayal rippled through the gathering, and the atmosphere turned heavy with judgment and disdain.