Or perhaps, he despised the child who shared my blood.
I got pregnant after a one-night stand with him years ago; it was an accident.
River had broken up with him and gone abroad, and he was out drinking in a nightclub when we met.
I had secretly admired him and didn't push him away.
After that night, I focused on finishing my thesis and forgot to take the pill. By the time I realized it, I was three months along.
My mother, a gambling shrew, found out I was carrying a powerful man's child and immediately pressured him to marry me.
I was shocked when he agreed and even held a grand wedding.
That period was the happiest time of my life.
I later learned that he only did it to spite River.
If it weren't for my appearance, they would have gotten back together.
Our daughter was diagnosed with hemophilia at birth, a condition that could easily lead to disability or death with the slightest mistake.
This meant I needed to devote significant time and money to care for her.
The only way I could hold onto him was through marriage.
Tom despised me and our child, though he never said it outright.
What could I do?