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.




Sophia's slap caused me to have pregnancy complications again.

I had to stay in bed for two days before I barely recovered.

I didn't blame Sophia.

After all, I had been engaged to Ethan before, so it was understandable that she had some resentment.

Moreover.

Not to mention that Zachary and I had a good relationship.

Even if we didn't.

The idea of Ethan taking care of both families was absurd.

Not only for them as a couple.

But I wouldn't agree to it either.

I felt a bit guilty for making my sister-in-law faint.

So, when I was able to get out of bed, I went to my in-laws' room.

I wanted to persuade them to give up this idea and never mention it again.

I also thought that after convincing my in-laws.

I would personally go to apologize to Ethan and Sophia to put their minds at ease.

However, just as I reached the door of my in-laws' room.

I heard my mother-in-law's confused voice from inside.

"Zachary, it was clearly your brother who died. Why did you insist it was you?"

Zachary, wasn't that my husband's name?

He didn't die?!

The person who died in the car accident was actually my husband's older brother Ethan?

I was shocked, as if struck by lightning.

My eyes widened, and I stood there stunned.

How, how could this be possible!

I shook my head hard, thinking I must be hallucinating.

But the next second, I heard a man's voice from inside.

"Mom, don't let Sophia know about this.

She's always been weak and sickly, with a bad heart. If she knew it was my brother who passed away, her body definitely couldn't take it."

Ethan, no, I should call him Zachary.

My husband Zachary.

He paused, then sighed and said:

"Besides, the person I've always loved is Sophia. I only married Rachel to let Sophia be with my brother.

Now, I've given Rachel a child, so I don't owe her anything anymore.

In the future, I'll take care of Sophia for the rest of my life in place of my brother. Don't mention taking care of both families again, it'll only make Sophia sad and upset."




"But Rachel has already suffered enough. Back then, to break off her engagement with your brother and let your brother be with Sophia, you deliberately had someone kidnap Rachel for three days and nights, causing her to be abused. Now that she's finally moved on and is carrying your child, it's only right for you to take care of her..."

My mother-in-law wanted to continue persuading him, but Zachary impatiently interrupted her:

"Enough, Mom!

To make up for her, I married her without caring about others mocking me for accepting a 'tainted' woman.

Then I took care of her wholeheartedly for three years, helping her move on. Isn't that enough?

Do you want me to spend my whole life repaying her?

Mom, I've suffered for three years, pretended for three years, I've had enough!

Living with her is torture for me every day!

Now that heaven has given me a chance to be with Sophia again, I don't want to give up this opportunity..."

They said some more things inside.

But I couldn't hear anything anymore.

I just felt cold all over.

It felt like someone had stabbed me hard in the chest.

The pain was unbearable.

I stumbled back to my room.

Only then did I realize that my whole body was shaking, and my face was already covered in tears.