Any last bit of gratitude I had for Sofia and any patience I had for the Robertson family had been completely worn out.
They were right; marrying Sofia Robertson was me reaching above my station.
I was an orphan who managed to get into a top university in the country to study finance.
I had no family background, but my outstanding appearance brought me a lot of unwanted attention, with Sofia being the most persistent.
I was well aware of my situation and rejected her advances repeatedly, focusing solely on my future.
However, just as I secured a job offer from a globally renowned investment firm, with a bright future ahead, Sofia drugged me at the graduation party and ended up pregnant with my child.
To an orphan like me, this child was incredibly precious.
So, for my daughter’s sake, I accepted Sofia’s proposal and became a live-in son-in-law to the Robertson family.
The Robertsons never trusted me. They even forced me to give up my job opportunity, threatening me with a miscarriage, reducing me to a servant, washing clothes and cooking, becoming the most ridiculed man in Savannah.