Chapter 6 

With a madwoman’s fury, Lucy clenched her fists and kicked me hard in the stomach![] 

“No!!!” 

I cried out in agony, praying.[] 

“NO!” 

“Please, don’t…“[] 

My voice was breaking, my tongue was bitten, and I couldn’t tell if the taste in my mouth was tears or blood. 

Lucy, however, laughed maniacally. 

Wearing studded shoes, her kicks drove the rivets painfully into my belly.[] 

The sharp pain overwhelmed me, and the baby inside me grew weak, fading away until I could no longer feel him.] 

“Save my baby, please save my baby!“[] 

Onlookers shrank back, none daring to intervene. 

I could only cover my stomach and crawl desperately toward the mall exit, hoping to get help and save my baby!] 

They had no idea how much this baby meant to me!]] 

Eight years! 

Eight long years! 

I had waited eight years for him and failed to protect him![] 

I crawled forward with great difficulty, feeling a growing warmth beneath me.[] 

The crowd gasped in shock. 

“Look, she’s bleeding, there’s so much blood!“] 

“Hurry and call the police! She’s going to die from the blood loss!” 

Someone tried to call the police, but Lucy slapped the phone away in a frenzy.[] 

“I’ll see who dares! Who else wants to call the police? It’s only right that I teach this mistress a lesson–why should I call the police? This is what happens when you’re a mistress! Anyone who calls the police will be just as guilty, how else can you empathize?!” 

Lucy was completely unhinged, making a scene without fear.[] 

“Didn’t 

you 

hear me? My man just tried to break up with me! We’ve been together for a long time, and our relationship was solid. If it weren’t for her pregnancy, we’d be engaged by now! It’s all her fault, so why should you pity her?“] 

that Homs I Borned Owen a Bottle of Champagne 

Chapter 6 

Her BFF fanned the flames, showing Lucy the live feed.[] 

“This netizen made a great point–destroying a mistress in two steps will make her remember today forever!“] 

“The first step is to make her lose her child, and the second step is to ruin her face!“[] 

Lucy, satisfied with the plan, took out the tin foil from the milk powder tin and folded it into a sharp, dangerous tool.]] 

With her friend holding me down, I was on all fours, barely conscious as I stared up at the bright lights of the mall.[] 

A ghostly Lucy approached with the tin foil, slashing my face with a cruel precision.[] 

The pain shifted from one side of my face to the other as she carved the word “MISTRESS” into my skin. 

The word cut deep, a permanent scar etched into my flesh and my soul.] 

I closed my eyes, trying to numb the agony, but Lucy’s mocking laughter pierced through my despair.[] 

“Now, wherever you go, everyone will see you as nobody but a mistress! Let’s see how you’ll seduce Jack with that scarred face. Every time he looks at you, he’ll remember this!“]]