Then, I turned back to Anya, the woman I’d loved for ten years. “Anya, what did you promise me back then?”My gaze burned with fury.I had pursued her for ten years. If she said she hadn’t eaten enough for dinner, I’d scour the entire city to buy her favorite porridge.
When she was injured and bleeding after a race, I nearly drained myself to donate blood for her. But no matter how much I did, she only found it annoying.It wasn’t until Anya’s corporation faced an economic crisis that she reluctantly agreed to marry me, a marriage of convenience to survive the difficult times.
That day, I went to her, overjoyed, only to be met with her cold words: “A marriage between powerful families is just about getting what you want.
I’ll never give you real feelings. Just give up on that thought.”Before our wedding, I was forced to sign a contract, making us contractual partners. We would fulfill all marital duties and enjoy all marital rights – except for the one about mutual loyalty.
The only condition was that whatever happened outside, it shouldn’t affect our family.For years, we had upheld this principle perfectly.Even when Anya found one lover after another, I never questioned it.But I absolutely could not tolerate her hurting our son.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t expect Jade to be so extreme. She saw our family photos today, and in a moment of panic, she got agitated…”
Anya tried to explain.My palms were clenched white. Finally, I just said, “If you can’t control your lover anymore, I will do it for you. Don’t blame me if I show no mercy then.”Anya mumbled, “Okay, I understand.”
Then, she stood up and walked to the corridor to smoke.For so many years, we’d been like this – appearing to be a perfect couple, but in reality, complete strangers.Two hours later, the doctor emerged from the operating room, regretfully informing me,“The child’s life was saved, but her brain sustained a severe concussion.
