ログインJane is stuck in an unhappy marriage with a man she'd rather not be with—a man who is half dead. But when he unexpectedly wakes up, he sees her as an object of mockery and loathes her very existence. Jane faces a daily struggle to win his love or break free from his disdain, and she must make a tough decision: endure a loveless marriage or set out on a daring journey to find her freedom. Can she find the strength to change his heart and stay, or will she risk everything to escape a life she didn't choose?
もっと見るThe black sedan screeched to a halt in front of the Alcony General Hospital emergency entrance. Jane didn't wait for the driver to open the door. She lunged out, her bare feet hitting the cold pavement, clutching Kenneth’s envelope to her chest like a lifeline.The hospital corridors felt longer and colder than ever. Every tick of the wall clock felt like a hammer blow against her heart. Please let me be in time, she prayed. Please.When she reached Liam’s ward, her heart stopped. Two orderlies were already unhooking the monitors, and a nurse was checking the brakes on his mobile gurney. Liam looked smaller than he had yesterday, his skin almost translucent under the harsh fluorescent lights."Stop!" Jane gasped, leaning against the doorframe for support. "Wait! I have the money!"The nurse looked up, surprised by the disheveled woman in a midnight-blue gown and a dark cloak. "Miss Ferdinand? You're late. The billing department already issued the transfer order. He’s being moved to th
The click of the lock was the loudest sound Jane had ever heard. It echoed in the vast, cold master bedroom, signaling the end of her freedom. She sat on the floor before the fireplace, her fingers blackened by the soot of the papers that were supposed to save Liam."Liam..." she sobbed, the name catching in her throat.Friday was only hours away. If the deposit wasn't paid, the hospital would move him. In his condition, the stress of the move alone could be fatal. She looked around the room—the velvet curtains, the gilded mirrors—it was a palace that had officially become a tomb.Suddenly, a faint sound came from the balcony. Jane froze, wiping her eyes. The heavy glass doors slid open an inch, and a shadow slipped through."Rough night, sister-in-law?"Kenneth stood there, his tuxedo jacket slung over his shoulder, smelling of expensive scotch and mischief. He looked at Jane on the floor and clucked his tongue in mock pity."Get out," Jane hissed, scrambling to her feet. "Your broth
The ride back to the mansion was a chilling contrast to the flashbulbs of the ballroom. Jane lay on the leather seat of the limousine, her head resting against the cool window, while Benjamin sat opposite her, a silhouette of simmering violence. He hadn't spoken a word since the paramedics cleared her for transport, citing "exhaustion" to the prying reporters.But Benjamin Forster was no fool. He had seen the way the women in the front row whispered. He had seen the way Jane’s hand had hovered over her abdomen like a shield.When they reached the villa, he didn't wait for the servants. He hauled Jane out of the car and into the foyer, his grip on her arm like a vice."Benjamin, you're hurting me!" she cried out, her voice echoing in the marble hall."Hurting you?" he roared, spinning her around to face him. The tuxedo jacket was discarded on the floor, his shirt sleeves rolled up. "You humiliated me! You stood on that stage and turned the Forster name into a tabloid joke!""I couldn't
The night of the Forster Gala arrived with a suffocating sense of grandeur. The mansion was swarmed with stylists, security, and the persistent hum of high-stakes tension. Benjamin had spent the morning in a cold, silent rage, while Jane sat under the hands of a professional makeup artist, feeling like a doll being painted for a sacrifice.She wore a gown of midnight blue—chosen by Benjamin’s mother to ensure she didn't "upstage" the family, though the shimmering fabric only made Jane look more like a star in a dark sky. Around her neck sat a heavy diamond necklace, a loan from the Forster vault that felt more like a lead weight."Smile, Jane," Benjamin’s voice cut through the air.She looked in the mirror to see him standing at the doorway of the dressing room. He was in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, looking every bit the dominant, recovered lion of the industry. But his eyes were like flint."I can't smile if you're standing there looking like you want to strangle me," she reto
ALICE'S POVShe had left the room to breathe in some fresh air. It was as if sharing the same room with Ben, steals the air from her lungs. Except that he doesn't make her breathless from want, but from repulse.Her hand reaches for her belly and she caressed it dreamily.Whether she knew the father of
BEN's POVAt this point, he was speechless, he knew he was supposed to be excited at the news. If she was pregnant, it would be easier to get her out of the house since he's sure that the pregnancy is not his.“Doctor, don't you think you're too hasty with the conclusion. You should run a test on her
The cold water from the bathtub had soaked through Jane’s clothes, but the chill settling in her bones had nothing to do with the temperature. As she stumbled out of the bathroom, her breath hitched in ragged, uneven gasps. Every time Benjamin touched her, it wasn't with the tenderness a husband ow
JANE'S POVMadam Joan hands her some chunks of dried meat “Madam, here's some meat for you”She recoils as another wave of nausea hits her.Madam Joan is suddenly terrified, “Madam, are you sure this is just cold?”“My stomach aches, although I have had my medications already. I think it's one of the si






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