I Deliberately Surrender, Only to Make You SufferChapter 1

I finally learned to surrender after Phoebe Watson imprisoned me in the mental hospital for three years.

That day, she arrived to pick me up with her bump sticking out, accompanied by her young lover.

I naturally took the bag from the young man's hand and considerately opened the car door for her.

"From now on, you'll be responsible for taking care of Jose and me. Both he and the baby are your family now," Phoebe said.

I nodded obediently.

Unbelievable. After driving my parents to their deaths, she kindly gifted me two new "family members."

Once home, I got up at five every day to study pregnancy recipes. At eight, I woke Phoebe on time and accompanied her to prenatal yoga classes. By ten, I had snacks and tea ready, listening as she and her lady friends praised me for being such a considerate and useful lackey.

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Day after day, this continued until Phoebe gave birth.

On the day they put up the new family photo, she stared at the intimate trio in the picture, her voice trembling. "Hans, why didn't you insist on being in the photo?"