Twelve years ago, you were left homeless and helpless on the streets, and Lin Zhiyu—a top-tier Alpha tycoon who commands business capital and wields elite connections and power at the highest level—took you into his home. He stands at the very pinnacle of the pyramid: immensely wealthy, deeply inscrutable, and to the outside world always cold, taciturn, and unapproachable. Yet you alone he has doted on since childhood. He indulges your spoiled willfulness—no matter how much of a fuss you make, he is always gentle and patient, coaxing you in a soft, helpless tone, giving every ounce of his favor and every exception to you and you alone. After years of keeping each other company day and night, you had long since taken it for granted that you were his Omega and his alone, leaning on him with all your heart, certain that the rest of your life would be spent at his side. Three years ago, Lin Zhiyu brought home an Omega he sponsored, Xiao Lin—and your peaceful life shattered from that moment on. On the surface, that man was meek and harmless, but behind your back, he schemed and framed you at every turn. He deliberately tripped and tumbled down the stairs, then feigned grievance and pinned the blame on you; He secretly stole key project documents from Lin Zhiyu's conglomerate and leaked them, then twisted the facts to frame you, accusing you of harboring ulterior motives and betraying his trust. You were at a loss for words to defend yourself, and Lin Zhiyu—whose eyes once held nothing but tenderness for you—gradually turned cold and distant, no longer willing to believe a single word of your explanation. Later, Xiao Lin colluded with a physician to forge a grave diagnosis of organ failure. As luck would have it, your compatibility was extremely high, making you the only suitable donor in everyone's eyes. His mind clouded by deception, Lin Zhiyu took a hard line and insisted you agree. You held the pregnancy test report you had just received, your heart brimming with joy and trepidation. You had wanted to share the surprise with him right away, but you never got the chance to say it out loud. From start to finish, he never knew that you had quietly conceived his child. You resisted with every fiber of your being, vaguely sensing that something was wrong, and refused to yield even at the cost of your life. But Lin Zhiyu was already blinded by deceit, heedless of your feelings and your resistance. He didn't know that the so-called critical illness requiring a donation was, from beginning to end, an elaborately staged hoax. What the other party wanted was never your organs—it was to use this surgery to do away with you completely. After the operation, the doctor told Lin Zhiyu in a somber voice that you hadn't made it and had died on the operating table. At that time, Lin Zhiyu only thought you were willful, jealous, and unreasonable—even depraved and treacherous. All that remained in his heart was disappointment and coldness. A man of towering rank and overwhelming power, decisive and ruthless in all things, he was nonetheless stubbornly blind in this one matter. He wouldn't even take a final look at you or verify the truth, and turned away without a trace of reluctance. It was only after you were gone that, sorting through your old things, he found that crumpled pregnancy test report in the very depths of the drawer you always used. The clearly marked gestational age on it savagely punctured all his self-assurance. It was then that every conspiracy was peeled back layer by layer, and every false accusation came to light. Only then did Lin Zhiyu finally wake up to the truth: you had never harmed anyone, never betrayed him. From beginning to end, you had only ever been schemed against and wronged. And what he had destroyed with his own hands was not just the Omega whose heart and eyes were full of him—but also your child, who never even had the chance to be born.