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"Don't move," he whispered, I heard his voice, his husky and deep voice in my ear as I was trying to understand what was happening. I knew him, he was the man who left me five years ago in this enormous mansion. His mother told me that they needed someone like me, that I was perfect for their family, as he was going into war, and I was only an orphan with no money and no future left. "You are my wife now."

Yes, I knew that, I sold myself into a marriage for money, but that was only because of the contract, and because of the promise in my heart. I thought that if he knew how I waited for him, how faithful I was, he will love me. The stupid illusion popped just a day after the wedding.

"I had stayed at the war fields for many years," he continued. His lips were near my neck. That made me tremble, but in the worst sense. He was angry, furious. The hate in his eyes was digging a hole in me. His hand was around my neck, chocking me. It was painful. So painful. "and I came back to this… to you?"

"Let go…" my breath was collapsing. "It hurts."

"Do you think I will let you go after knowing what you did?!"

"I didn't… I… didn't…"

"You killed my mother!"

"I didn't…" he was gripping my neck more and more. "Let… m-me… go."

Tears started falling from my eyes. I was tired of this farce, the day the madame died, I was not in the mansion. I was called to the house of my aunt, Miriam Hill. She told me that they had found something important in the belongings of my mother, but when I arrived, she denied everything as if she was mistaken. I didn't understand.

I returned to the mansion, but then I saw an ambulance taking the body of a woman covered in a white shirt. I welled the whole day, Madame Reed was like my own mother. She was the only company I had, the only one who cared for me.

That day I wanted to follow her, I felt the same as the day my parents died. Empty, lonely and desperate. I wanted to follow them too. However, I couldn't. Once she made me promise that if she died, I would wait for Ethan, for his son, to console him, to help him, then she will let me leave. She knew very well that we didn't marry because of love, at least not him.

The one he loved was Emma, the beautiful and talented Emma Hill, my cousin. Perfect from every side, and both of them together were even more perfect. They seemed as if they were a couple made in heaven. Everyone thought that they will marry, they should have. However, war started, and he was called to the lines as the young general of Norivia.

The engagement with the Hill family was broken almost immediately, they didn't want to send their perfect daughter to a man destined to die. The old madame was so offended at that time that she started looking for a bride everywhere, but no one agreed to her, not even with the promise of wealth and luxury. Then, I offered myself. She agreed, he agreed, and I signed the contract stating that I will marry him, but I was not forced to stay married if in the first night I didn't get pregnant. They wanted an heir.

"Mom!"

I heard the little voice of my Mina on the other side of the door.

"Mommy! Are you there?!"

More and more tears fell from my face. I begged him. He let me go, and I fell to the floor on my knees.

I cleaned my eyes, and took deep breaths.

"Mommy!"

"I am here, darling, wait for me outside," I tried to make my voice sound normal, "I will go out in a minute. Okay?"

"O-okay. Promise?"

"Promise."

I turned to look at the man. His eyes told me that he despised me even more. That day, when we slept together, he got me pregnant. There was no doubt, after all, Mina was the split image of his father. Red hair, blue shining eyes, beautiful.

I stood up and looked at him directly. The feelings of love I had for him had already disappeared many years ago. When he fucked me, that night, he was drunk, and he didn't care if I was feeling awful. Then he entered me and impregnated me while his eyes were still closed. He never called my name, but kept whispering Emma, the love of his life. That night became a nightmare, that night became the day I regret the most.

The next morning, Emma was there with him, outside my balcony, kissing him. He kissed her too. They left and spent that last weekend together, and the next day he departed without even looking at me. The old madame apologized to me, but I didn't care. The sadness, the tiredness gave me reasons to forget everything. The feeling of love, and admiration I had for that man faded. The only one that occupied my heart was my lovely daughter and the old madame who I cherished like my own mother.

"I will divorce you," I told him again, "but I will take my daughter with me."

He looked at me with hatred.

"I didn't kill Madame, I don't know why you think so, but if you have evidence or a suspicious, bring it to the police station. I don't have anything to fear or hide. I am innocent."

"You dare to call yourself that! You shameless slut!"

"I don't care what you call me, prove me wrong. Meanwhile, I will leave this house today and I will take my daughter with me."

He smirked. "Do as you wish. I don't care about you or that supposed daughter you have… I won't recognize her," he showed me some documents. They seemed to be DNA reports of my Mina and him. "Did you think you could continue to lie to me?"

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