Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- throbbing with unbearable pain. After being recalled to the law firm, Ariella's position and salary had been reduced. She had started sending out resumes to find a new job. Before she could secure anything, the company began layoffs. HR already knew about her plans to leave, and she became the first to be dismissed. Ariella interviewed at several companies. Though experienced, she faced fierce competition. Soon, she began considering leaving the workforce entirely to marry and have children. In the past, she had missed opportunities to marry rich.

Over the years, she had met wealthy men, but only for casual flings, never anything serious. Rich men would never choose a woman from an ordinary family like her. Following her parents' advice, she started attending matchmaking events. That was how she met Harry. He had no formal education but had property and a car in Silverton, along with some compensation money from a relocation deal. He spent lavishly on her, buying designer clothes and bags, and they started dating. ---- But Ariella quickly regretted it.

Harry was crude, lustful, addicted to gambling, lacked ambition, and had disturbing habits in bed. To appease him initially, Ariella had recorded some intimate videos. Whenever she tried to break up, he threatened to use the videos against her. She felt trapped, tormented, and helpless. She thought of Aaron. If not for him, she never would have fallen so low. She would never have lost her glamorous career. So when Deborah approached her, she agreed immediately. Anything that could embarrass Aaron or make him unlucky, she would do. Plus, the fifty-thousand-dollar payoff didn't hurt.

"Are you dead yet? Why aren't you coming over?" Harry yelled, grabbing a glass from the table and hurling it toward her. Fortunately, it hit her hip instead of her head, or she would have been seriously hurt. Ariella propped herself up with her hands and struggled to stand, planning to leave the hospital room. "Mm, that tickles... No, not there..." ---- Harry had anticipated her move. He grabbed his phone and played the intimate video. "Should I post this in the group? My firends love stuff like this," he sneered. Ariella's hand slipped from the door handle, powerless.

Five seconds later, she returned to the bedside, calm and composed. "Fine. Take the fifty thousand. Happy now?" "Fifty thousand? You said five million! That's a big difference. I'm upset," Harry said darkly. "I don't have five million," Ariella replied. Smack! Harry slapped her across the face. Her face twisted painfully. Red and swollen, she felt the fire of humiliation. Why did she have to live like this? Was this her punishment? Harry said coldly, "No money? Then behave. Sit down." Ariella expressionlessly sat on the edge of the bed.

Harry roughly grabbed her hair and forced her face against his thigh. Watching the video had already aroused him. "Hurry up and help me. Need me to show you how?" ---- Ariella's tears silently fell onto the sheets. She thought bitterly about how a few wrong steps in life could leave her no way to recover.