I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Did Joy Chaucer regret it? She did not regret killing Ruby or poisoning Bianca. Her only regret was being discovered and leaving evidence behind.

In the dead of night, Joy Chaucer couldn’t sleep. She didn’t dare to close her eyes, for she would dream of the people she had killed. Leaning against the wall, she listened to the snores of her fellow inmates, feeling increasingly agitated. The dark and damp prison, shared with a group of people, was unbearable for someone used to a life of luxury like Joy Chaucer.

At first, Joy threw tantrums, but now, even if she couldn’t stand it, she had to endure. No matter how unhappy she was, she didn’t dare to make a sound. She often thought that if she had taken over Falconer Holdings earlier and married Terrence before meeting Meredith, everything would still be hers. If she hadn’t been careless and left Meredith in the company, she wouldn’t be in this situation now.

Joy Chaucer never thought it was wrong to harm others; she only regretted not being more discreet and thorough. As she was thinking, she suddenly felt a warm sensation below-her water had broken without any warning.

It was Joy’s first time giving birth, and she was terrified, not knowing what was happening. Holding her belly in fear, she started calling out, “Help me! Somebody help!”

She tried to get her cellmates to assist her, but everyone was too tired to care. One grumpy inmate warned her harshly, “Do you want a beating? Shut up or I’ll kill you.”

Joy didn’t dare provoke them further. She struggled to stand and walked to the door. It was late at night, and the guards were resting; she didn’t dare make too much noise and disturb her cellmates. She could only wait by the door.

Before long, Joy felt contractions. The pain was unbearable, and she cried out, “I’m giving birth! Help me! Please help me!”

The noise woke up her cellmates. They didn’t like Joy Chaucer but knew the baby inside her was innocent. An experienced inmate saw that Joy’s pants were soaked with amniotic fluid and said, “She’s really going into labor. Notify the guards immediately.”

A group of inmates knocked on the door and called for the guards. Soon, Joy was taken away. No matter how heinous her crimes were, in the eyes of the law, newborns are innocent and have the right to come into this world.

Joy Chaucer was sent to the prison infirmary where only one doctor was on duty. After examining her, he found that she was only two centimeters dilated and told her to lie still and wait.

That night, Joy screamed in pain. She wanted a C-section but was told that a natural birth suited her better and that she should comply. Thus, Joy endured a night of agony without giving birth.

The next morning, unable to bear it any longer, Joy pleaded again, “I want a C-section! I can’t do this anymore; it hurts too much.”

The doctor replied, “Which woman doesn’t feel pain giving birth? Do you think a C-section is painless? Endure it. What is this pain compared to when you ran over someone with your car?”

The prison doctor knew everyone’s crimes well. Cases like Joy Chaucer’s-so young yet responsible for so many deaths-were rare.

Hearing this, Joy hated the doctor even more. “Then give me an epidural! I can’t take it anymore.”

“Do you think this is some luxury hospital? This is prison,” the doctor said coldly. “There are no epidurals here. You’ll have to give birth naturally at your own pace. At this rate, you’ll probably deliver by tomorrow.”This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

In other words, Joy would have to endure another day and night of pain.

Joy never knew that childbirth could be so excruciating. Two days and nights passed without delivering the baby; the pain seemed endless.

She felt wave after wave of agony-it truly felt like torture.

It wasn’t until noon on the third day that Joy finally gave birth to a five-pound two-ounce baby girl. At first sight of her daughter, Joy screamed in terror.

“This isn’t my daughter! It’s a monster! Take it away!”

Joy couldn’t bear to look because the child resembled Ruby so much.

When she looked at the baby earlier, their eyes met-those eyes were identical to Ruby’s when she stared at Joy on the night she died.

Joy believed that this child was Ruby reincarnated and had come for revenge.