A Baby For Billionaire Knox

"Slap!"

In the living room, Jane was slapped to the ground with a vicious blow, the metallic taste of blood spreading from her throat.

"Bitch, we took you in, fed you, and this is how you repay the Harrisons? Who is the father of the bastard in your belly?"

Jenny Harrison was furious, her face turning ashen as she glared, "Youve disgraced the Harrison family!"

The onslaught of anger made Janes eyelashes tremble, and she slowly touched her stomach, her voice hoarse, "I... I dont know."

"Dont know?" Jenny kicked her harshly, "I said we shouldnt have adopted you in the first place, you ungrateful wretch, daring to meet men in secret! You better tell me everything, and if theres one lie, Ill cut out your tongue!"

The intense pain came, and Jane endured, her body trembling, "I... It was the day of your birthday party at home, which coincided with Grandmas death anniversary, so I hid in my room and drank a bit of wine, then I passed out... Vaguely, it seemed like a man got into my bed..."

Her voice grew smaller as she spoke, a mix of resentment and bitterness welling up inside her.

However, Jenny seemed to be ignited, suddenly grabbing her hair, quite agitated, "You mean my birthday party that day?"

The sharp pain came, and Janes face turned pale.

"Everything I had planned so carefully was taken by you, you bitch, how dare you carry his child, how dare you!" Jenny clenched her teeth, beating her.

Wave after wave of pain came, and she curled up helplessly.

Standing by, Mrs. Harrison watched her daughter beating Jane brutally and reached out to stop her, "Alright, alright, dont hit her so hard that you cause a miscarriage."

"What do you mean, mom?" Jennys face looked ugly.

Mrs. Harrison raised her eyebrows and tapped her forehead helplessly, "Why are you so stupid? If she can give birth safely, wont you still be able to enter the high society?"

Her words fell, and Jennys eyes moved, her face brightening up instantly, "Mom, do you mean..."

Before she could finish, Jane spoke weakly, "I wont have this child."

She would not give birth to a rapists child, nor would she let her child become a tool for the Harrisons to climb the social ladder.

Jenny kicked her in the face, her tone fierce, "You think its up to you whether to have it or not? If you dont want me to publicize this scandal, you better give birth obediently, or I have ten thousand ways to make your life hell, you better not challenge my bottom line!"

The pain came, and Janes hand on the ground tightened bit by bit, hot tears sliding from the corners of her eyes.

If it werent for treating Grandmas illness, she wouldnt have come to the Harrisons, nor would she have stayed knowing that they had ulterior motives in raising her.

Eight months passed in a flash, and Jane was helplessly sent to the hospital and pushed into the cold operating room.

Looking at the glaring lights, her eyes turned red.

If she hadnt drunk that day, would this have happened?

The anesthesia was injected into her skin, and Jane gradually closed her eyelids, losing consciousness.

When she opened her eyes groggily, the surgery was over, and she saw the doctor holding a child in his arms. She weakly raised her hand and grabbed the doctors collar.

"Congratulations, its triplets, and mother and child are safe."

The doctor said he was about to go out, and Jane was anxious, tears streaming down her face, using all her strength to croak, "Dont..."

Hearing this, the doctor frowned and leaned over, "What did you say?"

Janes face was pale, and she moved her lips with difficulty, "Dont tell them... I had three children, please..."

Her voice fell, and the doctor looked at her in confusion.

Her miserable and pitiful appearance finally moved the doctors compassion, and he nodded in agreement.

As Jane was wheeled out, the doctor handed one of the children to the Harrisons, "Congratulations, mother and child are safe."

Mrs. Harrison immediately became excited, "Jenny, now with this child, the position of Mrs. Thompson in the future will be yours!"

Jenny looked at the tiny child, her eyes full of triumphant laughter, "Mom, what are you talking about, Im not such a superficial person, Im interested in Duncan Thompson himself, dont misunderstand."

"Okay, okay, my daughter has a promising future ahead!"

Mrs. Harrison was uncontrollably excited.

Jane, who was too weak to open her eyes, felt her eyelashes tremble slightly, and she realized that the man who had ruined her purity that night was Duncan Thompson.

She would never forget this debt.

...

Five years later, at the Kyoto airport.

A woman in a brown chiffon skirt stood gracefully in the hall, her chestnut wavy curls falling over her chest, her eyebrows and eyes picturesque, her lips and nose sharp, exquisite as if favored by heaven.

Next to her stood two little ones, the boy with a cold look in his eyes, already showing his future charm at a young age, and the girl, delicately carved like a porcelain doll, with large, round apricot eyes, moist and shining, very eye-catching.

The three of them looked at the big screen in the hall.

On the screen was none other than Jenny Harrison, who had bullied Jane for more than ten years, dressed in ancient costume, looking delicate, and the promotion was for the recently popular large-scale Qing Dynasty drama.

Her eyes were cold, a hint of fierceness flashing in her eyes.

She didnt expect that Jenny Harrison, who was determined to marry into a wealthy family, had entered the entertainment industry and become a top star, thriving.

Of course, this was not something the Harrisons could do. Before she returned to the country, she had checked, and it was Duncan Thompson who had lifted Jenny Harrison from an unknown newcomer to her current status.

This time, she would not let the Harrisons bully her as before. She would take back her child and！

"Mommy, do you know this pretty sister?" Seeing her staring, the pink bun Jane Mianmian tilted her little head and asked in a sweet voice.

Jane curled her lips, revealing a beautiful arc, "Of course I know, I brought you back this time to recognize people."

"Wow! Really?" Jane Mianmian clapped her hands excitedly.

Next to her, the cold bun Jane Chenchen frowned and hit her hand, speaking sternly, "Can you be more mature? Look at you, what do you look like?"