Begone, Imposter

"There's no need to worry. As long as I keep her under control during this time, I'll have her wrapped around my finger eventually."

Margaret let out a sigh.

"Ah! With how things are now, we have no choice but to go along with it."

Sitting in the car, I listened to this family's disgusting conversation. I was so furious I almost wanted to abort the child right there and then.

Mason, that bastard! On one hand, he was saying I loved him so deeply that I couldn't live without him.

On the other hand, he was slandering me to no end, calling me a promiscuous woman, worse than a mistress or prostitute.

It was so contradictory that it made no sense.

And Gloria was no better. They were both equally vile. What a match made in heaven!

Jason had just died, and she was already screwing around with Mason, yet she still dared to talk about loyalty and love. What a shameless woman.

As for Margaret, she was no saint either. She was delighted that her son was getting all the benefits, yet she kept pretending she was forced into this.

What a disgusting family!

The trio really opened my eyes to just how disgusting some people could be!

The next day, I used the excuse of "feeling too sad surrounded by familiar things" and said I wanted to move back to my parents' house for a while.

They didn't suspect a thing and sent me off cheerfully.

The very next day after returning to my parents' house, I scheduled an abortion.

Why keep the child? Was I supposed to let this child be born fatherless?

I didn't tell my parents about Mason faking his death. Otherwise, my father would've blown his fuse and ruined my entire plan.

A month later, after recovering from the abortion, I returned to the villa.

That evening at dinner, Mason eagerly served me dinner. Margaret was fussing over me too, being overly attentive, so much so that Gloria kept rolling her eyes.

After dinner, Margaret pulled me onto the sofa and started the conversation.

"Celine, now that Mason is gone and you're pregnant, you can't let this child be born without a father. Jason is a reliable man. Why not let him take care of you?

"Once the baby is born, at least you'll have someone to rely on. Gloria is an understanding woman. I'm sure she won't mind for the sake of the child. And with the three of you raising the child together, you'll have more support.

"Just settle down with Jason. The three of you living a good life—isn't that better than anything else?"

Noticing my silence, Gloria grew impatient and snapped.

"Celine, don't be such an ingrate! Just drop your holier-than-thou attitude! For the sake of your child, Jason and I even decided not to have our own. We're willing to help you raise yours. What more do you want?

"I'm already sacrificing so much for Mason's sake! What's with your hesitation? Are you trying to imply something?"

I looked at the three of them in front of me and felt at a loss for how to react.

"Gloria, don't worry. I'm not going to steal your man."

I turned to Margaret. "And Mom, are you seriously trying to arrange for a man to have two wives? Can you imagine the embarrassment we'll face?"

Seeing my attitude, Mason couldn't hold it in anymore. "Then what's your plan?"

"Jason, you don't need to worry about me. I've had the baby aborted. And since Mason is already gone, don't you think it's time for you all to move out too?"