My Vampire Husband Thought I Was Acting Until I Divorced Him After Losing Our Baby
I was just a human with no connection to the vampire world, until I met Adrian, a vampire noble, at an art gallery.
We fell in love at first sight. To marry him, I defied my father and cut ties with my family.
Everyone envied me for becoming Adrian’s only human wife, showered with love and affection.
But after the wedding, I realized that so-called love was just another form of imprisonment.
He wouldn’t let me work, wouldn’t let me leave the house, wouldn’t let me attend vampire gatherings.
He wanted me to stay obediently in his castle, waiting for him to come home, doing as I was told.
And his vampire assistant, Celeste, controlled my every expense under the guise of looking after me.
She said that as a human, I was too fragile, too willful, and only ever caused trouble for Adrian.
Adrian never once disagreed.
Then one night, I stumbled into a vampire hospital, covered in blood.
The doctor said the baby could still be saved.
But I had no money, and no way to prove I was Mrs. Blackwood.
I called Adrian, but the person who answered was Celeste.
Through the phone, I heard Adrian’s cold, weary voice.
“Don’t bother with her. She’s just putting on an act again.”
After I lost the baby, I put the divorce papers in front of him.
Adrian thought I was just throwing another tantrum.
But what he didn’t know was that the moment I lost our child, there was no chance left for us.