Chapter 1

I was the world's top mercenary, but three days before my wedding, I was ambushed during a covert operation, leaving my legs disabled.

When my fiancé found out, he immediately called off the engagement and ran off hand-in-hand with my best friend Vivienne.

In my moment of despair, it was Commander Garrison who rushed me to the hospital and assembled a team of specialists for consultation.

When he heard that I might never stand again,

He got down on one knee and proposed, confessing he had secretly loved me for years, and that the position of Mrs. Frost belonged to me alone.

Moved by his sincerity in front of everyone, I accepted his proposal on the spot.

Four years into our marriage, I'm eight months pregnant when I accidentally overhear his conversation with the tactical officer:

"Boss, we owe our swift victory to your deal with the Viper Squad, trading Lavender's legs. Soon you'll be able to unify all the organizations!" Garrison smiled with satisfaction after hearing this. "All of that is minor. The most crucial thing is that Vivienne married Tiernan as she wished. Even though I can't be her true love in this lifetime, I'll still clear away all obstacles for her..."

"As for the child in Lavender's womb, we'll send it to Vivienne after it's born. This way, she can truly secure her position in her husband's family."

In that moment, I suddenly awoke from my dream.

It turns out, the marriage I believed in was nothing but a sham.

And the sweetheart I painstakingly carried in my womb was just a stepping stone for someone else.

After wiping away my tears, I sent a text message, "I'll come to be your hostage in three days. Do you want that?"

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The message was successfully sent, but the conversation inside the room continued.

"By the way, Number Two, how's that task I gave you last time coming along? Even though Zoran's infertility is a fact, the child can't look nothing like him."

"Don't worry, Boss. Dr. Lincoln is the most authoritative doctor I contacted from the German. As long as we inject Zoran and Vivienne's cell solution into Lavender's amniotic fluid daily, the child will grow up to resemble them somewhat."

"It's just... it might be a bit painful..."

On the other side of the wall, I saw Garrison's tense demeanor immediately relax as he sneered, "Painful? Don't forget Lavender is a top-tier mercenary. This level of pain is nothing!"

"Inject her hard, and remember, no anesthesia throughout the entire process. The child's safety comes first!"

Hearing this, my heart was already in too much pain to breathe.

I covered my mouth tightly with both hands to keep myself from making a sound.

Before Garrison could discover me, I hurriedly turned my wheelchair back to the bedroom, but my mind was piecing together some memories.

Four years ago, during my last mission, my whereabouts were leaked, and I was directly surrounded and captured by enemy forces. After grabbing me, everyone was excited.

They repeatedly stomped my head under their feet, and my legs were brutally smashed with hammers.

When I regained consciousness, I had been dumped on the street.

My fiancé saw me and immediately avoided me, leaving my bloodied and mangled body lying on the road.

In my moment of despair, it was Garrison who approached me and took me to the hospital, watching over me night after night.

At that time, I naively thought I had found true love.

Little did I know, he was the one who truly pushed me into the abyss.

It makes sense,

If I hadn't been betrayed by someone close to me, my whereabouts couldn't have been discovered.

Everything he did was for his beloved Vivienne.

As for my life or death, including the child in my womb, it was all just paving stones for his path.

Thinking of this, I frantically pounded my legs, but felt nothing at all.

Like a pile of mush, I fell from the wheelchair.

Just as I was about to struggle to get up, Garrison's urgent voice came from nearby,

"Lavender, what happened, how did you fall out of the wheelchair?"

He strode to my side in one step and lifted me up in his arms, then immediately crouched down to check if my legs were injured.

His movements were as practiced and gentle as before. However, I could no longer feel his warmth.

"I'm fine, I just wanted to see if my legs could still stand up."

Upon hearing this, Garrison immediately held me close, full of concern.

"Lavender, don't worry, I'll take care of you forever, even if you can never stand up again, I don't care."

"Besides, our sweetheart is already eight months old. I swear, once the baby is born, I'll devote myself entirely to you both, mother and child."

If I hadn't overheard those words outside the study just now,

I would undoubtedly have been deeply moved by Garrison's affection at this moment.

But now,

I felt chilled to the bone.

"Oh, by the way, my lieutenant brought back a specialist from abroad today. I just met with him, and he says he can help you have a better delivery, though it might mean Lavender has to endure some pain every day."

"You know how difficult it was for us to conceive this child. We must ensure he's born safely, no matter what."

As he finished speaking, he waved towards the door, and a doctor in a white coat approached me, holding a needle as thick as a finger.