Betrayed at the Altar: From Bride to Snake Bait

On my wedding day, my husband Adrian ordered me to have my uterus removed.

I fell to my knees, begging him to spare our child. I promised to serve them and never interfere with him and Sophia again.

But he just wrapped his arm around Sophia's waist and looked at me coldly, "Don't want an empty womb? Then after the abortion, I'll send you to the Snake Pit. Let the snakes fill your belly."

That night, while feeding Sophia some porridge, Adrian asked his subordinate, "Has she realized her mistake yet?"