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Ten years ago, Damon Lancaster- chairman of Lancaster Enterprises–was in a devastating car crash that left him in a
coma.
Right when he needed her most, Laura Spencer, his beloved childhood sweetheart, ran off with another man.
Fearing the shock might kill him if he woke up to the truth, the old madam made a decision. She found someone to take Su Yue’s place.
That someone… was me.
I had stopped her car in the middle of the road, begging for help–begging for medicine that might save my mother’s life.
That’s how a priceless vial of ancient medicine bought my ten years of youth and my freedom.
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When Damon finally woke up, he was told I had used a life–saving favor to become his wife. I expected rage. But instead, he looked at me with soft eyes, treated me with kindness, and even pitied my lack of family background.
He prepared my dowry himself.
Drenched in guilt, I threw myself into learning the etiquette of the elite, determined not to embarrass him in public.
He needed daily physical therapy, and every morning, I was there first–adjusting his equipment, making sure everything was perfect for his session.
One morning, he reached for my hand and smiled.
“It’s good to have you”
In that moment, I foolishly believed I had married a good man.
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But at the company’s annual gala, he humiliated me in front of everyone. He ripped the designer dress off my body and draped it over a random model he’d picked up off the runway.
I begged him–tears streaking down my face -to let me go.
His expression was ice–cold. “Let you go? When you forced Laura to leave, did you ever think about letting me go?”
Then came a letter from Laura. A pathetic, tear–stained note accusing me of using the life–saving debt to force her out of the country. She made herself the victim–again.
From that day on, Damon never stepped foot in my room.
Instead, he paraded woman after woman through our home–each one looking suspiciously like Laura.
He forced me to arrange their rooms
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He made me prepare their outfits.
He even made me stand outside their doors and listen to their laughter… and their
moans.
Ten years passed.
My heart, once full of dreams, was now a graveyard of pain. I thought if I could just survive a little longer, this nightmare would end.
But fate wasn’t finished with me yet.
One night, Damon was drugged during a business banquet. That night… I ended up pregnant.
Strangely, he didn’t force me to abort the baby.
He sent prenatal vitamins.
H
He told
The child is innocent”
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He told me, “The child is innocent.”
He even stopped bringing women around.
He visited occasionally. Sat quietly. Watched
- me.
For the first time in a decade, I felt hope.
But then–another letter came.
Laura again.
This time, she claimed I had sent someone to rub my pregnancy in her face–right after her own miscarriage. She called me a monster. A villain. A thief.
It was the first time I saw Damon truly lose control.
He stormed into my room, shoving a bowl into my hands.
A bitter smell hit my nose.
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Abortion pills.
Not the medical kind. No.
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They were veterinary–grade–designed to cause pain, hemorrhaging, and a quick end.
“One dose will do it,” he spat, his voice shaking with rage.
Just as I raised the bowl to my lips, I felt it—
A flutter.
A gentle, desperate kick from the life inside
- me.
His eyes widened.
Something in him cracked.
He tore the bowl from my hands, smashed it against the wall, and walked out, slamming the door so hard it shook the room.
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I collapsed to the floor, sobbing, my hands on my belly.
“You’re a good baby,” I whispered. “Brave. Just like your mama.”
But no matter how fiercely I fought, I couldn’t protect my child in the end.
Maybe it was for the best.
At least they’d never know what it felt like to be unloved by their own father.
My thoughts spiraled as I returned to the villa.
The butler stood stiffly by the front door.
“You’re not allowed to use the main
entrance,” he said flatly. “CEO Lancaster says this is your punishment for tattling to the old madam.”
The living room sofa had been removed.
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All that remained was a single crutch.
I gritted my teeth, bracing against the sharp ache in my broken leg.
It took me nearly thirty minutes to drag myself to the bedroom.
And when I opened the door, I saw him.
Damon was there, lounging on the bed with Brooke draped all over him. His expression turned venomous when he spotted me.
“You actually went crying to the old madam?” he sneered. “You almost made my sweetheart cry. Are you proud of yourself?”
“Don’t just stand there. Apologize to her.”
Pain sliced through me like a hot knife, but I forced myself to move.
Step by step, I hobbled toward them.
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Then I bowed my head.
“I’m sorry, Miss Clarence.”
It was the first time I had ever lowered myself like that.
Not even when he threw me into a dog kennel did I break.
Back then, I thought the truth would win out. That if I stood my ground, if I endured long enough, he’d finally see the lies Laura fed him.
But no matter how much I cried or explained, none of it mattered.
To him, Laura’s every word was gospel.
To him, I was nothing more than a
manipulative liar.
So, I stopped defending myself.
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I straightened up, turned around, and walked away.
