However, once the wedding was over and we were alone, he grabbed my wrist viciously, questioning, "Used the child to marry me. Eloise, you happy now?"
With an aura of aggression, he leaned close to me and whispered, "But I don't love you whatsoever. I married you because you are carrying the heir of the Lewis family. In public, I will play the role of a dutiful father, but privately, we will lead separate lives."
True to his words, after our son was born, he frequently professed his love for Sunshine in public and commenced early training to mold him as the future heir of the Lewis family.
His parents were very satisfied with his responsible attitude and valued Sunshine very much.
However, he showed no care for me. At best, he would put on a facade of being a loving couple during significant family gatherings.
Despite his lack of feelings for me, I thought that our son would be the bond that held our family together, ensuring that he would always come back to us.
But only then did I realize that I was too naive.
On the night that Cleo returned home, Sunshine suddenly developed a high fever and fell into a coma.