Mated with ex's brother

The Blackwood Manor, Bedroom

"Sweetheart, relax a little, you're too tense..."

The man's low, labored breathing brushed against my ear, making me involuntarily moan, "Slow down..."

Adrian, drenched in sweat, grasped my hand and panted heavily, "Sweetheart, be good, just a bit more."

With that, he gritted his teeth and forcefully injected the ovulation shot into my body!

In an instant, the cold liquid ignited a surge of warmth. I felt a restless itch, raising my hand to cling to Adrian's shoulder. "The ovulation shot only works for 24 hours, we need to..." I bit my lip, my body trembling against his.

Ignoring my shyness and need, Adrian picked up a bowl of medicine from the bedside and handed it to me. "Sweetheart, I consulted a famous Chinese medicine master for this prescription. It's very effective; if you drink it, you'll conceive a boy!"

With a single sentence, he effortlessly extinguished the hope in my heart.

I lowered my head in disappointment, staring at the bowl in Adrian's hand. The medicine was dark, emitting a strong, bloody smell, with ash floating on the surface. I had been drinking this nameless concoction, said to ensure the birth of a son, for over a year. Yet, I still wasn't pregnant.

Although my family wasn't as powerful and wealthy as the Blackwood family, we were still considered nobility. Before marrying Adrian, I had never endured such hardship.

I shook my head in refusal. "Adrian, I don't feel well today..."

"Bella!" Adrian's eyes suddenly flared with anger, his face stern as he interrupted, "Drink the medicine!" His harsh and indifferent attitude startled me, bitterness welling up from deep within my heart.

Before we got married, Adrian had always been obedient and doting. But ever since his father started pressing us to have children, and my belly remained unresponsive, Adrian's attitude had changed...

No one but me knew that the reason we didn't have children was because Adrian was impotent! Seeing his expectant gaze, I pinched my nose and drank the black liquid as if I were heading to an execution.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

After drinking, my stomach churned, and I quickly pushed Adrian away, covering my mouth as I ran out, not caring about the bowl smashing to the ground.

Rushing to the bathroom, I vomited everything up, losing any desire for intimacy... Instead, I went up to the rooftop to clear my head with the cool breeze. The stars sparkled in the night sky, and the cityscape was familiar.

In the first two years of our marriage, Adrian often took me up to see the stars. But gradually, it became just me alone. Even though he couldn't give me a real sexual experience, I always respected him. I even took ovulation shots and underwent IVF to protect his fragile male ego.

But cracks still appeared in our marital relationship.

The more I thought about it, the sadder I became, and tears started to well up in my eyes.

"Why are you crying?" A familiar, husky voice came from behind, soothing and gentle.

My heart softened, thinking Adrian had come to comfort me. Unable to contain my grievances, I turned and threw myself into his arms. "I'm really afraid of the pain... and I don't like taking the medicine..."

"Alright, then no more medicine, no more injections." The man's gentle and doting tone warmed my heart like a hot spring.

The earlier disappointment dissipated, and I clung tightly to his strong waist. "I knew you still cared about me."

Just as I finished speaking, I heard his heartbeat quicken and smelled a strong sandalwood scent. That rich aroma was like a hook, stirring my heart and making me itch all over... The effect of the ovulation shot seemed to surge at this moment, making my face flush red. I couldn't help but whisper, "I, I want you..."

He didn't respond, but the hand on my waist grew hotter. Taking this as consent, I began to rub against him eagerly, but when I brushed against his crotch, I felt something unusual. "How... how can it be so big?!"

This wasn't Adrian!

I suddenly sobered up, looking up to see a man with superior bone structure and handsome features, bearing a seven to eight percent resemblance to Adrian.

"…Alexander?!"