Because of this incident, my uterus was severely damaged, making it difficult for me to conceive again.
When I told Jone about it, he merely looked at me with contempt.
"You, an imposter, don't deserve to have my child. You gave in so easily when I coaxed you into bed, and now you expect me to take responsibility, don't you?"
My fingertip was cut by the fruit knife, a piercing pain shooting through my nerves.
I never imagined Jone would use this against me.
I had always prided myself on being reserved, always firmly rejecting Jone's advances.
But during a date, he got me to drink strong liquor, coaxing me while I was drunk.
He said we had already met each other's parents, that he loved me so much and would never let me down.
So I foolishly gave in.
I never expected that just that one time, I would find out I was pregnant.
I had planned to settle the marriage early before showing, but I never expected people's hearts change easily.
Now, I only regret not standing firm.
Eden's smug eyes looked at me, "Imposter, go back to where you belong."
When my body was barely healed, I packed up and returned to the Green family's old house.
In more than a month, no one from the family had called me.