Chapter 2

I'd barely uttered the words "catching a cheat" before the driver slammed the accelerator, chasing after Blake.

I didn't know who Blake was rushing off to see, but a gut feeling gnawed at me.

To my surprise, after several twists and turns, the car pulled up to the entrance of the police department's private residential compound.

I let out a long breath of relief. At least it wasn't a hotel.

This was where the force housed its high-ranking officers; Blake even had a villa here.

Before my first pregnancy, I'd lived here for a few months, and the neighbors were all lovely.

But now, from a distance, I saw a throng of luxury cars and festive decorations around my house.

I was puzzled. Was today some special occasion?

Just as I was about to follow him in, a security guard stopped me.

"This is a private residential area for officers. No unauthorized personnel."

I paused, then explained with a smile, "I just went in. I'm Officer Blake's wife."

To my shock, the guard looked at me with open disdain.

"Officer Blake's wife is Mrs. Seraphina. Who are you? You should really check your facts before you impersonate someone."

My body froze instantly.

Seraphina. The 'living blood bank' Blake had arranged for me…

Snapping back to reality, ignoring the guard's protests, I stormed toward the villa's entrance, my pregnant belly pushing forward.

Inside the grand hall, it was packed with elegant guests, influential figures, their laughter and chatter echoing loudly.

My mother-in-law, Brenda, who usually avoided social gatherings, was uncharacteristically circulating and networking.

And my husband, Blake, for the first time ever, was holding a baby and feeding it, laughing blissfully with the petite woman beside him.

That woman was Seraphina...

In that instant, my chest felt like it was being crushed by a giant hand, stealing my breath.

Tears streamed down my face, uncontrollable.

During my first pregnancy, Blake had been worried about complications due to my rare Rh-negative blood type during delivery. He'd searched nationwide to find me a 'living blood bank' – who was then Seraphina, a student struggling financially.

After our baby was born, he said he'd send her away.

Out of compassion, I'd intervened, letting Seraphina stay and work as a clerk at the police department. I even often asked Blake to bring her supplements.

But I never imagined Blake would cheat on me with her, let alone bring her here to live.

This villa was the marital home he'd meticulously decorated for me after his promotion to commissioner.

It was just too far from the hospital, and after I got pregnant, Blake, ever so cautious, bought a new house near the city hospital and we moved out.

I never thought it would become *their* 'marital' home, complete with a child.

"Congratulations, Commissioner Blake! Your wife is virtuous, and now you have a newborn son. Truly a winner in life!"

"Oh, Seraphina is so lucky to have chosen a husband as doting as Blake. I'm simply green with envy!"

The Deputy Commissioner's wife gushed, patting Brenda's hand.

Brenda's eyes gleamed with evident satisfaction as she looked at Seraphina, boasting, "It's my Blake's good fortune to marry such a wonderful daughter-in-law as Seraphina."

As she spoke, Blake, without shying away from the crowd, intimately leaned in and whispered something into Seraphina's ear.

Seraphina blushed shyly, then raised her glass to the crowd.

"I was worried it might affect Blake's reputation at the force, which is why we didn't announce it publicly. Please don't mind us, everyone."

"Today is our baby's hundred-day celebration. Please drink up, consider it our wedding reception!"

Seeing Seraphina handle the situation so gracefully, everyone laughed and offered their congratulations.

"How could we possibly mind the Commissioner's wife? We should be wishing you a happy belated wedding!"

"I say, why don't you two pretend to be the bride and groom again today and have a cross-armed toast!"

Blake's subordinates immediately started cheering, and the party atmosphere instantly soared.

Seraphina feigned embarrassment and tried to back away, but Blake smoothly wrapped an arm around her waist, interlocking their arms for the toast.

Just as he was about to drink, his eyes suddenly met mine at the doorway.

The man abruptly pushed the woman away, startling Seraphina so much that she was drenched in red wine.

"Skylar..."

Wiping away the tears blurring my vision, I rushed forward, my heavily pregnant belly leading the way, and slapped him.

"Slap!"

The sharp sound echoed through the silent hall.

"Blake!"

Seraphina's eyes rolled, and she lunged at Blake, screaming at me hysterically, "Skylar! How dare you—"

"Slap—!"

Another stinging slap landed. Seraphina's face instantly swelled red on one side, and she stumbled backward into Blake's arms, sobbing piteously.

I shook my stinging palm.

"Skylar..." Blake instantly reacted, roaring at me.

"BLAKE—!"

But my voice was even louder. I turned my head, my eyes cold and fixed on him.

"THIS is your 'red notice fugitive'!!"