Deanna Jones felt as if a veil of mist obscured her vision.

She reached out but couldn't see her own hand, yet her senses were sharp!

It was as if a flame engulfed her body, waves of heat washing over her.

There were heavy, labored breaths in her ears, a man's low, strained moans as the man fondled her audaciously.

She struggled to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they weighed a ton.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but the man had stopped moving, and she finally saw a firm, sexy chest, with a black eagle soaring near the left atrium, its eyes sharp like a fierce beast, carrying a sense of menace... like the gaze of death, sending shivers down her spine!

"Ah-"

Deanna screamed, awakening from her dream.

She sat up from the bed, drenched in cold sweat, her nine-month pregnant belly making her movements clumsy and difficult.

Old Ashley, who was sleeping beside her, felt the commotion and quickly got up to inquire, "What's wrong, dear? Another nightmare?"

Deanna nodded weakly, not denying it.

Old Ashley looked at her pale, thin face with concern, and hurriedly comforted her, "What happened back then... it's not your fault."

"Really? But they're all blaming me, cursing me."

Deanna's gaze drifted off, unfocused...

Nine months ago, she was the young lady of the Jones family, about to be engaged to her childhood sweetheart, Raphael Howard.

However, on the eve of her engagement, she lost her virginity at a singles party.

The next day, this scandal went viral on the internet.

"Sensational! Young lady of the Seachester Jones family, Deanna Jones, spends a passionate night with a gigolo in a hotel, on the eve of her engagement!"

Her reputation was shattered.

Her mother, Olivia Parker, devastated by the incident, committed suicide by carbon monoxide poisoning.

Her father, Garrett Jones, feeling ashamed, expelled her from the Jones family, vowing to disown her.

As for Raphael, a week after the incident, he announced the cancellation of their engagement and instead became engaged to her stepsister, Emily Jones!

She became the despised promiscuous woman, the unfilial daughter! Even now, nine months later, there are still voices cursing her online.

She had nightmares every night.

In her dreams, there were images of her mother's death, her father's reproachful face, and the strange man haunting her!

Deanna was tormented and exhausted.

She couldn't understand why she ended up in a stranger's room that night nine months ago?

Raphael was right there at the singles party, why didn't he protect her?

Why could he get engaged to someone else just a week later?

And her mother was always strong and independent. Even divorcing her father years ago didn't bother her. There's no reason that she suddenly commit suicide because of this.

Too many doubts filled her mind, stabbing at her head, causing a dull pain, spreading to her abdomen...

Seeing her looking unwell, Old Ashley went to fetch her some water, gently comforting her, "Don't mind what others say, grandma believes you're not like that. Here, have some water."

Deanna took a deep breath, reaching out to take the water, when suddenly she felt a rush of heat flowing from between her legs.

She looked down and saw red blood, gradually soaking her skirt...

Two hours later, due to the unstable condition of the fetus in her womb, Deanna gave birth prematurely, to a pair of twins, in the dilapidated suburban old hospital...