Seven Years a Shadow: The Stand-In's Escape novel Chapter 89

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

A dreadful feeling surged through me as I lifted the blanket. Sure enough, a fresh surgical scar stretched across my abdomen.

My world crumbled in an instant. I wanted to demand answers from Kevin, but his calm explanation came first:

"Darling, you suddenly passed out last night. The doctor found signs of uterine cancer during the examination, so I told them to remove your uterus."

Afraid I wouldn't believe him, Kevin handed me the test report. Sure enough, it stated that my uterus had signs of cancerous changes.

If I hadn't seen him instruct the doctor with my own eyes, I might have been fooled.

Staring at the grotesque scar on my abdomen, it felt as if my heart had been ripped in half, leaving behind nothing but boundless despair.

Kevin pulled me into his arms, his voice full of pain as he tried to comfort me:

"Darling, I know you've always wanted a child, but your health is what matters most to me. I can't bear to see anything happen to you. If it comes to it, we can always adopt a child in the future."

I opened my mouth to say something, but before I could speak, the door swung open, and Wendy walked in carrying a fruit basket.

"Excuse me for interrupting. I'm here on behalf of the company to visit Mrs. Jackson."

Wendy was a new streamer signed by Kevin's company. She was stunningly beautiful, had a perfect figure, and possessed a charming personality that drew people in. Every livestream she hosted brought in millions for the company.

No wonder Kevin would fall for her.

Kevin's expression remained unchanged. He nodded slightly in acknowledgment before turning his gaze back to me.

But I knew that beneath this seemingly calm surface lay turbulent undercurrents.

I turned my back to the two of them, suppressing my emotions as I said, "I'm tired. I want to rest."

I thought Wendy would leave, but to my surprise, she stayed, sitting down beside Kevin to keep him company as he watched over me.

Kevin sat by the bed, gently massaging me with care.

Wendy sat quietly to the side, seemingly the picture of innocence. Yet, beneath this harmonious facade, where no one could see, her leg subtly brushed against Kevin's under the bed.

Wendy showed no fear. She casually rubbed his arm and cooed:

"Well, you've been so busy with her these days. The baby misses you."

Then, with a flirtatious smile, she wrapped her arms around Kevin's neck, speaking in a sweet, seductive tone:

"Mr. Jackson, didn't you always want to try something outside? Let's give it a shot. This floor doesn't have any cameras, and your wife is sleeping, so no one will find out."

Before Kevin could respond, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Kevin hesitated for a second, but in the next moment, he cupped Wendy's head and deepened the kiss.

"Kevin, be gentle, I'm afraid the baby can't handle it…"

"Shut up, I know my limits."

I couldn't bear to watch what happened next. As I fled, I could still hear their whispers, their skin brushing against each other.