Destination of Love

My father and brother had preferred my sister over me since we were kids. In fact, they hated me.

When I was bullied at a party, it was a mafia boss, Edwin Carlson, who stepped in. He saved me and announced right there in front of everyone that I was the woman he loved. He warned that anyone who dared mess with me again would have to deal with him.

Edwin bought a castle deep in the forest just for me. He filled the garden with my favorite tulips and held a grand wedding there that made headlines across the country.

For a while, I became the woman everyone envied.

Seven months pregnant, I attended my father's birthday party. But that night, a sudden fire broke out.

My biased father and brother only cared about saving my sister, Kelsey Grant. They rushed her out while I was left behind to die in the flames.

In the end, it was Edwin who carried me out.

But when I woke up in the hospital, I saw something that shattered my heart.

"What the hell were you thinking, starting that fire?" Edwin's face was dark with rage. "Stephanie's only seven months pregnant! Are you trying to force her into early labor? Were you trying to kill her and the baby?"

My father and brother spoke in hushed voices, trying to explain. "Kelsey has leukemia. The doctors said we can't wait anymore—she needs surgery soon. And she needs the baby's bone marrow..."

"I care about Kelsey's life more than you do. Why else would I have married Stephanie? But you can't hurt her. I have my own plan!" Edwin warned coldly. "Saving Kelsey is the goal, yes—but if you try to save her at the cost of Stephanie's life, I won't allow it!"

After hearing that, I fled the hospital room in a panic.

So that was why he married me.

Not because he loved me, but to save Kelsey.

Everything he did for me—his kindness, his care—was all for her.

Just like my father and brother, he loved Kelsey. Not me.

If no one loved me, then I figured I might as well just disappear.

Tears kept falling as I walked down the hospital hallway.

All I could see in my mind were flashes from the past.

My mother had died from birth complications after giving birth to me.

Since then, my brother, Denton Grant, and my father had never liked me.

They adored Kelsey Grant, my sister who was seven years older than me.

For her sweet sixteen party, they threw a massive celebration, invited everyone from school, and even had a ten-layer cake.

When Kelsey got sick, Denton and my father took turns staying at her bedside. But when I was hospitalized for pneumonia, no one came to see me.

I used to think a girl like me who caused her mother's death didn't deserve love.

Then, at Kelsey's sweet sixteen, she shoved me into the pool and laughed as she called me the unloved child who killed our mother.

I struggled in the water, trying to get to the edge, but her friends pushed me back in again and again.

Just when I was about to drown, Edwin Carlson pulled me out.

He wrapped me in a warm towel and looked coldly at the people who mocked me. "Stephanie is the one I love. Anyone who dares to mess with her again will have to deal with me."

To me, Edwin was like a savior from heaven.

Right then and there, I fell for him.

It all felt like a dream. How could a mafia boss like Edwin fall for someone like me, a girl everyone blamed for her mother's death?

Even after we got married, it still felt too unreal.

I really thought he loved me. But now I knew—he married me for Kelsey.

Three years ago, Kelsey was diagnosed with chronic leukemia. She needed a bone marrow transplant, but no one in the family was a match.

The doctors said that if I had a child, the baby would have a better chance of being compatible.

So that was why Edwin married me. His love, his care, everything he did... it was all for Kelsey.

My heart ached.

As I neared the hospital room, I suddenly heard voices inside.

"I'm not even sick; I faked the leukemia," Kelsey said smugly. "I just wanted Stephanie to lose all hope. I wanted her to finally understand that Dad and Denton only love me.

"And Edwin? He thought I saved him when he was kidnapped as a kid. He fell for me when he heard a piano tune he thought I played." She laughed. "But it was actually Stephanie both times.

"The one he truly loves is Stephanie. But too bad—he'll never know the truth."

I froze.

So... Edwin had the wrong person all along.

He hurt me for Kelsey, not knowing I was the one he really loved.

My hands trembled as I realized my phone had somehow started recording.

The entire conversation had been captured.

I took a deep breath, calmed myself, and tucked the phone away.

Then I found the doctor.

"I want to terminate the pregnancy."

The doctor looked stunned.

He knew how hard it had been for me to carry this baby, how many supplements I had taken and how long I had been on bed rest just to keep it.

He tried to talk me out of it.

But when he saw I wouldn't change my mind, he finally said the procedure could only move forward if Edwin signed the consent form.

I took the form and left the office.

As I stepped into the hospital room, I ran into Edwin.

He looked worried.

"There you are. I didn't see you just now. I was afraid something had happened."

He breathed a sigh of relief and gently took my hand, his voice full of concern.

There was a time when just holding his hand made me feel safe. Now, all I felt was heartbreak.

"You're worried about me?"

Tears welled up in my eyes.

"You're my wife. Of course, I'm worried. Who else would I worry about?" he said softly. "Everyone knows you're my whole world. And you're carrying our baby."

My nose stung.

Was Edwin really worried about me... or just afraid something might go wrong and mess up the bone marrow transplant for Kelsey?

I took a deep breath and handed him the form.

"There's a test. I need your signature."

"What kind of test—"

He started to open it, but his phone rang before he could read it.

"Edwin, get over here. Kelsey's not feeling well..." Denton's voice wasn't loud, but I heard every word.

Edwin's face tensed.

He hung up and quickly signed the paper.

"There's something going on at the company. I'll be back soon. I'll go with you to do the checkup later."

I opened the folder. Tears blurred my eyes as they landed on the words: Termination of Pregnancy Consent Form.

I walked toward the doctor's office. But just as I reached the door, the baby kicked.

That tiny movement made me stop in my tracks.

It was like the baby could sense my fear and was telling me not to give up.

I hesitated for a long time... and then turned and walked away.

I couldn't do it. I wanted to keep this child.

I would take him far away from this world of lies, away from the Grants, away from Edwin.

From now on, it would be just my baby and me.