"Landon, please, have mercy on Sunny."
Inside a shabby rental apartment，Amber knelt on the ground, her head pounding against the floor repeatedly as she clutched the hem of the tall man's pants with both hands, pleading desperately.
The man crouched down, his exquisite, chiseled features like a masterpiece crafted by God himself. His expression was one of pity and benevolence as he gently but firmly grasped Amber's chin.
"Let that child go? Amber, How dare you say such a thing?"
Amber stared at him in horror, recognizing the disgust and sarcasm lurking beneath his seemingly tender and compassionate demeanor.
"I...I've already left with the child. Can't you let me be now?"
"Three years ago, when you drugged me and climbed into my bed, causing an uproar and leaving me to clean up the mess, did you ever consider letting me go?"
Landon fixed his gaze on the tearful woman before him, his reason had long been consumed by anger. He had spent these past years deploying people far and wide to search for her, investing considerable resources in the process.
Amber lowered her head fearfully, her lips bitter with the taste of despair.
Upon discovering her pregnancy three years ago, fearing Landon wouldn't allow the child to be born, she fled with Sunny. She live with a new identity with him now.
She had hoped to escape Landon's control, never anticipating he would track her down.
Yet, he hadn't come to reclaim Sunny as his son but to use Sunny to save Penelope, his half-sister suffering from leukemia!
The woman he cherished above all others.
"Sunny is too young, and he's not in good health. He can't donate bone marrow. Besides, he's your child too. How could you even consider it?"
"How could I? It's questionable whether this child is mine at all.
After all,you, Amber, were a social butterfly among the elite back at then. Who knows which man's child you might have conceived with? How can you be so sure he's mine?"
Amber gaped at the man before her, seeing not a trace of the tenderness he once had to her, only disgust and calculation.
"If I tell you that you were the only man I've ever been with, would you believe me?"
Landon saw through the facade of the woman before him—a woman who had used her innocent appearance to deceive and seduce him, even going as far as to climb into bed with him on the day of his wedding to her own sister.
Observing this exchange, the assistant interjected,
"Sir, Penelope's doctor just called. Her condition has worsened considerably. If we don't find a suitable bone marrow match soon, her life will be in grave danger."
Landon rose to his feet, wiping his hands with a tissue in disgust. "Take the child away."
As Sunny was led away, crying out for his mother, Amber frantically begged on her knees, "Sunny really can't do it. If you want to save Penelope, use my bone marrow instead. I'll give you anything you want! Please, don't take my child away from me."
"Heh? How cunning of you. It was discovered back then that your blood type doesn't match Penelope's. What act are you putting on now? Did you bore this child to hold Penelope and me hostage?"
"I...You think I deliberately had Sunny to blackmail you and Penelope?"
When Penelope was diagnosed with leukemia at twenty, Amber had been checked, but unfortunately, she wasn't a match.
Bone marrow donation was notoriously difficult, requiring a close blood relative, yet no one in the family was a suitable donor.
Landon insisted on marrying Penelope. Although Amber adored Landon, she never intended to snatch him from her sister.
But on their wedding day, she was knocked unconscious. When she awoke, she found the naked and unconscious Landon beside her.
She had never plotted against him.
But he refused to believe her, solely because of her tarnished reputation.
