“Couldn’t sleep. I’m just so happy we’re finally
getting married,” I muttered through my smile.
“It’s a dream come true.”
Seeing that phony smile, I almost lost it.
He was so good at this.
I almost bought it… again.
Holding my arm, Liam pretended nothing was
off, his eyes never leaving my face.
“We should think about kids, huh? Two, maybe?
One just like you, one like me. Like when we
were little, I will always be there to protect you.”
<
His soft words made my blood run cold.
I felt like I was drowning. My lips moved, but no
sound came out. My eyes were wet.
“You really want kids?”
The “want” was the nail in the coffin.
He told me he wanted kids but still cut out my
womb?
When I was wheeled into surgery after my
wreck, Liam was crying.
“Sophie, I love you. We will have children. I
promise.”
I believed him then. He was so convincing.
He wouldn’t leave my side, telling me how much
he loved me.
<
But the same man who said all those things
also ordered that my uterus be removed.
When I found the report, I couldn’t hold back
the tears.
No matter how sweet his words sounded, he
only wanted to sacrifice me for Bethany.
The drunk driver he hired, the broken leg, the
unnecessary surgery, the promises? All him.
I choked, doubling over.
Liam, you’re vile.
I quietly erased the text on my phone.
Once I’m gone, he won’t have to pretend
anymore…
I could fake my expressions, but my body
couldn’t help but recoil.
<
Even when we bumped into each other by
accident, I felt sick.
I couldn’t hide my physical revulsion.
“Miss Sophie must be pregnant!”
The housekeeper, who had been trying to tempt
me with fancy food, blurted out.
Both Liam and I froze. The housekeeper
beamed, congratulating us on the good news.
Bitter, I wanted to say something.
Thanks to Liam, I could never have a child.
A bowl of soup appeared out of nowhere.
“You should go get checked out.”
“Remember to check with obstetrics.”
<
Liam’s words stabbed me.
So caring, but so cruel.
“It’s just a checkup, I trust that Sophie would
never do something to betray me.”
Liam had never even tried to take me to bed.
I pretended not to notice the housekeeper’s
gaze.
The meal was like eating sawdust. I
mechanically followed the driver for my
examination.
Liam had picked the hospital, a place where his
family had connections. My test results would
go straight to him.
It had always been like this…
But this time, I made the driver stop at the curb.
<
8:21
“I want to buy Liam a gift.“,
654
I turned away and went to the shop next door.
I took out the report I brought from home,
photographed each page, and sent it to
Professor Evans.
I had been out of touch with him for a while.
I was anxious to have this dream come true, but
I needed to be honest.
I looked at my crutches. I felt depressed.
I was damaged goods…
“Professor Evans, I want to tell you, I am…”
My phone vibrated.
Not the professor, but Bethany.
8:21
く
“Sophie, congratulations, you found a great
guy!”
“Liam is great in bed!
Great?
What kind of “great“?
Bethany smiled wickedly and showed off a
hickey.
I saw her smile, and the clothes beside her.
It was the same thing that Liam wore this
morning.
An hour ago, he texted me that he was busy.
I deleted the message and went to the store.
“Go, Wang driver.”
654
<
“Here is the gift.”
I blocked Bethany.
That afternoon, I finally heard from Professor
Evans.
