Chapter 1

I saw my “dead” husband walk into a restaurant with another woman while I was still grieving and pregnant.

The man in the accident was his brother. He chose to stay hidden and let me mourn him.

He also caused the event that ruined my life before our marriage.

He treated me as a burden and treated the baby as a transaction.

I will not stay in this role.

I will protect myself and remove him from my life.

After my husband's funeral.

I found out I was pregnant.

For this child.

I tried hard to suppress my pain deep in my heart.

Afraid that my emotions would affect the baby.

But because my husband Zachary had weak sperm.

This pregnancy was particularly difficult.

Not only did I need daily injections to keep the baby, but I also vomited until I nearly fainted.

In just over a month of pregnancy.

I had already lost over 40 pounds.

I was almost half dead.

Later, my in-laws couldn't bear to see me like this anymore.

They tried to persuade me to terminate the pregnancy.

To forget Zachary and start a new life.

But I refused all their suggestions.

Zachary was so good to me, how could I give up?

Actually, when I first got engaged.

It wasn't to Zachary, but to his brother Ethan.

But before the wedding, I was kidnapped and abused for three days and nights.

Ethan thought I was impure and broke off the engagement to marry Sophia instead.

It was Zachary who rescued me from the kidnappers.

He was stabbed multiple times but still held me tightly.

He knelt firmly in front of my father, saying he had loved me for a long time and wanted to marry me.

For years, everyone said he loved me deeply.

And under his gentle care.

I gradually healed the wounds in my heart.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Just three years after our marriage.

He died in a car accident.

My world collapsed, and I even thought about following him.

It was this child that gave me the motivation to live on.

This was his only bloodline.

Even if it cost me my life, I wanted to keep this child.

Seeing my insistence, my in-laws stopped trying to persuade me.

But the very next day.

During lunch.

They suggested that Zachary's twin brother Ethan should take care of both families.

To look after me and the child in my womb.

I was about to refuse.

But sister-in-law Sophia suddenly had an emotional breakdown.

She slapped me across the face, crying and cursing me for being shameless.

She was already weak, and before I had time to explain.

She fainted from the shock.

Ethan frowned, looking at me with displeasure.

Then he left, holding Sophia lovingly in his arms.