My Billionaire Husband's Deadly Secret

I was eight months pregnant when my billionaire husband Tobias was caught cheating at a hotel.

The news was everywhere. Everyone felt sorry for me.

There were a hundred thousand comments online calling him a scumbag.

Tobias didn't care at all. He casually transferred a hundred million dollars to me and apologized:

"Sorry, things got a bit out of hand this time."

I felt a bit embarrassed to accept it, since the baby in my belly wasn't even his.

I forced down the anxiety in my chest and waved my hands frantically.

"No, no need..."

Tobias ignored me. His gaze locked onto my belly.

His indifferent eyes became complicated.

This was the first time since I got pregnant that he'd looked at my belly this seriously.

He reached out his hand. His palm slowly moved toward me.

His long, distinct fingers spread slightly open, as if wanting to cover my belly.

His movement suddenly froze, then he forcibly pulled it back.

His eyes returned to their cold detachment.

"Take it." His tone wasn't heavy, but left no room for argument.

After one phone call, my phone chimed with a text notification.

I didn't dare look, but I knew a hundred million had arrived.

In that moment, my heart raced wildly.

Tobias ignored me and sat down on the sofa.

He casually pulled out his phone and scrolled through it, letting out a scoff.

"CEO of Blackwood Group cheats during wife's pregnancy, spotted at hotel with influencer late at night."

"Insider reveals mistress has moved into private villa while legal wife stays home alone in tears."

"Eight months pregnant in exchange for Tobias's cold face, Mrs. Blackwood mocked as the most miserable trophy wife in history, netizens furious: He doesn't deserve to be a father, much less a human being."

"Elliott, you've become the object of everyone's sympathy online."

My face instantly burned with heat.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault..."

His gaze paused, but he said nothing.

I lowered my head, not daring to look at him.

"I shouldn't have taken the place of the person you love most. You and I... we were just an accident. You can't be with the person you like, and you're being cursed at by people online. I'm truly sorry."

My voice grew smaller and smaller.

"You can divorce me whenever you want. I don't mind."

Tobias looked at me with surprise, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"What, now that you've got money, you dare to mention divorce?"

I was rendered speechless, my face flushing bright red.

Because he was right.

The child wasn't his, and I'd gotten a huge sum of money.

Running away with the money, or him kicking me outeither was my best option.

If he discovered the child wasn't his, I didn't even know how I'd die.

Tobias stood up and glanced down at me condescendingly.

"We'll talk after the birth."

With those words, he left.

After dismissing two attentive servants, I couldn't help but feel mentally exhausted.

I looked down at my big belly.

Hatred suddenly bloomed in my eyes.

When you have a passionate romance with a man, and then he sleeps with you.

The next day, he disappears without a trace.

When you investigate, you discover even his name was fake.

How could you not hate such a man?

And I had encountered exactly that kind of man.

He was the biological father of the child in my belly.

What's even more tragic is that my fate was full of unexpected turns.

That day, abandoned and crying my heart out on the street, a car pulled up smoothly beside me.

Then I was violently dragged into the car by a drunk Tobias.

His eyes were bloodshot as he violated me while hysterically cursing and screaming at his parents.

"Why don't you two like Alice? Why?

"Fine, fine, fine. You insist I have a child? Then I'll find a woman to have one with, so you'll have nothing to say."

This Alice was the kept woman he had now, the woman he loved most, the woman his parents looked down upon.

I think he deliberately orchestrated this scandal.

He deliberately let his parents know that the woman they despised was still with him.

His purpose was obviousstill to anger his parents.

And I was just a tool.

I was terrified, helpless, struggling.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he passed out drunk on top of me.

We didn't actually have sex.

The next day, Tobias dragged me straight to city hall.

"Since what was supposed to happen already happened, let's register our marriage."

That's when I understoodhe thought he'd actually done it with me the night before.

In front of this domineering man, I had no choice.

Thinking of my ex's disappearance filled me with even more hatred.

I just broke down completely and, in a fit of anger, registered the marriage with him.

But right after registering, I regretted it.

Tobias's parentsmy wealthy in-lawsshowed me no kindness.

Tobias didn't defend me either, just sneered.

After marriage, he ignored me completely. We never even shared a bed.

But what no one expected was that I got pregnant.

My in-laws never came to see me. They seemed very busy, flying all over the country, constantly out of sight.

Tobias stared at my belly in silence, his expression inscrutable, finally swallowing this unexpected development through gritted teeth.

Only I was crying inside, because this child wasn't his.

In Tobias's house, aborting it had become impossible.

But when the truth came out, what would become of me and the child?

I wanted to escape, but servants and bodyguards watched me twenty-four hours a day.

Even if I ran away, with the Blackwood family's power, catching me would be child's play.

Now, the news media was making a huge fuss denouncing Tobias, while doing everything to defend and beautify me.

Unsurprisingly, it was all the work of Blackwood Group's rivals.

But all of this made me even more anxious.

From my time in contact with Tobias, he was clearly a pathological violent maniac.

When he lost control of his emotions, servants and bodyguards alike would suffer for no reason.

Broken heads and broken limbs were commonplace.

Afterward, he could settle everything with money.

If he found out the child in my belly wasn't his, my fate was easy to imagine.

So, even though I now had a hundred million in my account.

All I could think was: "What do I do?"

A week before delivery, my body became so heavy I could barely get out of bed.

I was admitted to the Blackwood family's private hospital.

That afternoon, the hospital room door opened.

It wasn't a nurse who entered, but a beautiful stranger.

She wore exquisite makeup and walked to my bedside in high heels.

The moment our eyes met, I knew who she was.

She was Alice.

Her gaze remained fixed on my belly, her eyes glowing.

No jealousy, not even hostilitylike she was looking at a rare treasure.

Her stare made my skin crawl.

"Elliott." She opened with a smile.

"That hundred million Tobias transferred to you earlieryou received it, right? That hundred million was my idea. I told him to give it to you."

I couldn't help but look surprised.

Seeing my expression, her red lips curved upward.

"You must be wondering why I'd have him transfer money to my rival?"

She lowered her head, her gaze returning to my belly, a trace of bitterness at the corner of her mouth.

"Because there are some things I can't do."

"Do you know why the Blackwood family won't let me in?"

I shook my head.

"I can't have children..."

When Alice said this, her knuckles had already turned white from clenching.

"I see..." I murmured.

She took a deep breath, her composure returning.

"So, you just need to give birth to the child, then leave on your own. The child will be raised by Tobias and me from now on."

"Not only that, I'll have Tobias give you another hundred million as compensation. That way, you'll have the money to go far away and live the life you want.

"And I'll have solved the problem of not being able to have children. With Tobias ensuring the bloodline continues, I can marry him legitimately, and his parents won't have much to object to.

"We never thought of this solution before. Your appearance, for me, was unexpected but also a pleasant surprise."

She spread her hands with a bright smile.

"Everyone wins. You're happy, I'm happy, everyone's happy."

What she said was indeed very logical. From a rational standpoint, this was the perfect solution.

She got the child and marriage, Tobias preserved his bloodline and could answer to his family while also getting love, and I walked away with two hundred million.

But... for me, an indescribable sense of humiliation pierced my heart like a needle.

I carried the baby for ten months, enduring pain and nausea for so long.

In the end, I was just a tool for bearing someone else's child.

The child was in my belly, but never belonged to me.

And besides, this child...

I lowered my head, not daring to let her see my expression.

This child wasn't even Tobias's.

So, facing her questioning gaze, I could only respond with silence.

Gradually, displeasure flickered across her brow.

In her eyes, I probably seemed rather ungrateful.

"Ding..." Her phone rang with an incoming message.

Alice glanced down at it, her expression changing slightly, and immediately stood up.

"I should go. Think it over carefully. After all, you know in your heart that Tobias doesn't care about you. Staying in the Blackwood family is meaningless for you."

The door closed softly. I slumped back against the headboard, my eyes full of confusion.

Not long after, footsteps sounded in the corridor, and the hospital room door opened again.

Two familiar yet strange faces appeared in my line of sightmy long-absent in-laws.

The couple who controlled a trillion-dollar empire, Anthony and Lester Blackwood.

They looked travel-worn at the moment, their brows carrying some indissoluble worry, lacking their usual grace and presence.

Behind them followed the expressionless Tobias.

That's when I understood why Alice left so quickly.

The two people who hated her most had appeared.

"Elliott, you've worked hard." Lester walked to the bedside and gently touched my belly.

Her voice was flatnot warm, but not cold either.

"You're a hero to the Blackwood family. Your father and I will stay here and wait for the child to be born."

Anthony nodded, saying a few platitudes like "rest well" and "safe delivery for mother and child."

I nodded obediently in response, stealing a glance at Tobias.

The entire time, Tobias's expression remained unchanged.

I don't know why, but the relationship between these three family members always gave me a strange feeling.

In the end, I had no way to break this deadlock.

The day of delivery still came. Everything went smoothly. I gave birth to a son.

Tobias held the child, sitting by the bed with a slight curve to his lips.

His eyes held no tenderness or fatherly love, only a kind of satisfaction.

I understoodhis thinking was the same as Alice's.

My child was the perfect chess piece to facilitate his being with Alice.

Next would come the day he kicked me out and took the child.

Facing this inevitable outcome, I felt only an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

Looking at the son I'd carried for ten months, my eyes couldn't help but redden.

Forget it, forget it. This was fate.

At least for my son, as long as he grew up safely in the Blackwood family, his future would be brilliantly bright.

I had to admit, deep down I'd accepted Alice's suggestion.

I leave, the child staysit's best for everyone.

Lester took the child and told me I'd worked hard.

Anthony also showed a rare smile, walking with his hands behind his back to Tobias's side, looking down at the child.

The atmosphere actually felt somewhat harmonious.

Everyone was satisfied, until Anthony spoke.

"Now that the child is born." He turned to look at Tobias. "According to Blackwood family tradition, you and the child should verify the DNA."

The air instantly froze. The smile on Tobias's face stiffened.

He slowly raised his head, fury surging in his eyes, though he said nothing.

In my view, he'd never doubted it.

That drunken nighthe thought it was real.

In his eyes, a woman like me picked up from the street getting pregnant with his child was luck and an honor.

Tobias nodded and spoke, "Alright, arrange it quickly."

No one noticed me.

No one saw that the moment Anthony mentioned DNA, I felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over me from head to toe.

I had no strength left in my body.

Soon, a man in a white coat pushed the door open and began taking samples.

I stared intently at his every move.

No... no... no...

I was screaming frantically in my mind.

My tears almost instantly welled up.

"Elliott, why are you crying?" Lester glanced at me. "It's just sampling. It won't hurt the child. Don't worry."

She thought I was just worried about the child.

She didn't think much of it. No one did.

Only I knew I was afraidafraid to my very bones.

The sampling ended. The doctor left the room with the samples.

The moment the door closed, I felt like I'd heard my death sentence.

For the next stretch of time, I lay in the hospital bed like I was paralyzed, my mind completely blank.

Like a death row prisoner at the execution ground, neck on the chopping block, just waiting for that final blow to fall.

I don't know how much time passed before that door finally opened again.

The doctor who took the samples came in holding a report, his expression very grim.

Everyone's faces changed at the sight.

He glanced at Tobias, then finally spoke carefully.

"According to the DNA comparison results... the paternal relationship between Mr. Blackwood and the child cannot be established. The two are not biological father and son."