On my wedding day, five months pregnant, I was kidnapped and after a day and night of torture, cruelly thrown off a cliff. I lost my baby due to severe bleeding, my life hanging by a thread. Yet my fiancé, Ezra Garrett, publicly called off our engagement and married his first love, Luna Hicks, instead. It was Ezra’s brother, Colton Garrett, who frantically rushed me to the hospital and brought in top specialists to save me. He knelt by my hospital bed, softly promising he didn’t mind what happened to me and would take care of and protect me. Three years into our marriage, he showered me with affection, but by chance, I overheard a conversation between him and his friend Aiden Schmidt. Aiden said, “I heard your wife went to get medication again, but didn’t the doctor say her body was too damaged to ever get pregnant? That Christmas when you arranged for Adeline to be kidnapped to ensure Luna could marry Ezra. All these years, you’ve been secretly giving her contraceptives. Poor woman.” Colton’s voice was calm and cold. “Only when Adeline was ruined did Ezra have an excuse to break off the engagement. I had to do it for Luna’s happiness. “Besides, someone like her who’s been defiled doesn’t deserve to bear my children.” Tears streamed down my face as my heart shattered into pieces. So the supposed redemption was nothing but an elaborately woven lie, a false comfort. If that’s the case, I’ll leave. ***** The gossip in the office cut into my heart like sharp blades. I listened in shock. Inside, Aiden’s voice carried a hint of pity. “Adeline loves you deeply. Aren’t you afraid she’ll discover the truth…” Colton’s expression was cold as he rhythmically tapped his fingers on the desk, saying coldly, “What if she does find out? I’ve already sent the people I hired overseas. Where can she go now except depend on me?” Aiden frowned. “Colton, aren’t you afraid of karma?” Colton sneered, “Her baby died from hemorrhaging, and I haven’t faced any consequences, have I? She takes contraceptives in her daily medicine and still obediently calls me husband. She now lives in luxury with endless money—that’s my compensation to her.” Aiden put down his glass heavily, saying helplessly, “Don’t regret this later.” I covered my mouth tightly, fighting back tears. What I thought was true love and salvation was just a carefully calculated scheme. Hearing footsteps approaching, I hurriedly turned and stumbled out of the company. Rain poured down, mixing with my tears. I looked at the ring on my finger, yanked it off, and threw it into the drain. Five years ago, I was kidnapped before my wedding. The kidnappers, ignoring my pregnancy, raped me for a day and night, recording videos that spread across the internet. Ezra immediately canceled our engagement and married Luna instead. When I tried to jump from my hospital bed to end my life, Colton burst in and held me tight. He said, “Don’t be afraid, you have me. I’ll marry you and protect you for life.” He threw the kidnappers into the sea, deleted all videos to clear my name, canceled all his work, and stayed by my hospital bed daily. But in the end, the man who loved me so deeply was the true culprit behind my suffering. I walked to the hospital in a daze. The doctor looked startled when he saw me. “Mrs. Garrett, do you want the same medication as before?” I forced a smile and asked directly, “Is that medicine really for helping with pregnancy? Please tell me the truth. I won’t tell anyone.” After a long silence, the doctor’s cloudy eyes welled up with tears. “Actually, it’s contraceptive medication. Your body can’t handle it anymore, but Colton instructed me to…” Hearing this confirmation, all I felt was bone-chilling cold. For three years, Colton personally made sure I took the medicine daily, claiming it was for my health. He would say, “Adeline, I just want you healthy, always by my side.” When I returned home that evening, I was soaked. Seeing me drenched, Colton hurriedly approached with a towel. “Why are you so wet? When it rains, you should have your assistant pick up your medicine. I’ll be heartbroken if you catch a cold.” His eyes were full of tenderness, but to me, they felt like knives cutting into my heart. If I hadn’t heard those words, I might still believe he truly cared for me. I forced a smile. Colton thought I was upset about the baby. He pulled me into his arms, comforting me softly, “I don’t care if we have children or not, as long as I have you. “If you really want children, we can adopt from an orphanage. You can have as many as you want.” I clenched my fists, my nails digging painfully into my palms. Trying to stay calm, I said, “I asked the doctor today, and he said I don’t need to take the medicine anymore. I want to stop…” Colton’s body noticeably stiffened. He hesitated for just a second before putting on a concerned expression. “Adeline, you need to focus on your health. After you finish these pills, I’ll find you an even better doctor.” His tone left no room for argument. He smoothed my disheveled hair and kissed me lightly. “Go take a shower. I’ll get your medicine. Tomorrow we have a Garrett family dinner.” Colton took the medicine into the kitchen. I laughed bitterly at myself. One moment he said all he needed was me, the next he worried I’d ruin his plans, insisting on personally giving me the medicine. The husband I once took pride in, the blissful marriage—it was all fake. I don’t want this place full of lies anymore. And Colton, I don’t want you either.
The urge to leave grew stronger by the minute. I returned to my room and stared at the invitation from Doctors Without Borders that I’d received a month ago. At the time, I hadn’t wanted to accept it because of Colton. But now, I had nothing holding me back. I decisively replied accepting the offer and booked a flight for three days later. As I walked out of the bedroom, I ran into Colton coming toward me with medicine. He said, “Adeline, take your medicine, be good.” I suppressed the pain in my heart and drank the medicine in one gulp. Colton smiled with satisfaction. “I’ll cook dinner for you tonight.” Watching him walk into the kitchen, I quickly ran to the bathroom and threw up all the medicine I had just taken. Fighting through the cramping pain in my stomach, I had barely left the bathroom when I heard Colton’s phone chime with a message notification. I picked up his phone and unlocked it on the first try—the password was Luna’s birthday. Luna had sent a message: [Colton, thank you for the gift.] In the attached photo, Luna wore a sexy slip dress with a blue diamond necklace prominently displayed around her neck. It was the exact birthday gift I had wanted. At the time, Colton had apologetically told me the necklace had already been sold and promised to make it up to me. All along, he had secretly given it to Luna. I placed the phone back with a bitter smile, a wave of self-mockery washing over me. Early the next morning, Colton and I returned to the Garrett estate. As soon as we entered the living room, a plate came flying toward me, shattering at my feet. Phoebe’s sharp, disgusted voice rang out: “Alice! Scrub the floor tiles three times with disinfectant wherever that filth has stepped!” I bit my lower lip, desperately suppressing the pain inside, remaining silent. Colton held my hand and whispered reassuringly, “Mom’s just like that. Don’t take it personally.” I said nothing. Throughout our marriage, Phoebe had never liked me, and the incident at our wedding only intensified her disgust. Yet Colton had insisted on marrying me, so she had reluctantly accepted. Just then, two people came down the stairs—Ezra and Luna. Luna, with her pregnant belly, had a delicate face full of maternal gentleness. Phoebe rushed forward to support her, then shot me a cold glance: “Luna is so considerate, unlike some people who still can’t bear children.” Her words stabbed into my heart like a knife. Colton sighed softly, “Mom, Adeline is already working on improving her health.” But Phoebe wouldn’t let up, pointing at me in dissatisfaction: “Improving? If it weren’t for your insistence, someone like her who was raped wouldn’t be fit to marry into our family.” Luna then flashed a meaningful smile and said, “Mom, don’t be angry. Maybe Adeline will get pregnant soon. Let her and Colton spend some quality time together for now.” Phoebe’s expression darkened further as she coldly stated, “Adeline, if you’re not pregnant by next year, I’ll make Colton divorce you.” Hearing this, Colton gave me an apologetic look: “Mom, Adeline and I will try our best.” My heart felt like it was being torn apart. They knew better than anyone why I couldn’t get pregnant. After dinner, Luna said she wanted me to accompany her for a walk, affectionately linking her arm with mine as we left the living room. She smiled sweetly, though with obvious calculation: “Adeline, I’ve decided, if I have a boy, I’ll name him Charles, and if it’s a girl, Freya. What do you think?” I froze and stopped walking. These were clearly the names I had chosen for my unborn child. Back then, Luna was still my good friend, and I had eagerly shared this secret with her. Now, she was even stealing the last thing I had of my child. “Why?” I blurted out. Luna’s fake smile instantly vanished, her voice turning icy and harsh: “Adeline, after three years, you’re still useless. Even though Colton married you, he’s never neglected me. If we both fell in right now, who do you think he’d save—you or me?” Before I could react, she yanked me hard, and we both tumbled into the artificial lake beside us.
Cold water rushed into my mouth and nose as I helplessly sank deeper, without even a chance to call for help. The faint light above my head gradually dimmed. I don’t know how much time passed before someone pulled me from the water. As I lay on the ground coughing violently, I saw Colton rescuing Luna. She was wrapped in a soft towel, her eyes red as she looked at me. “Adeline, I was just trying to convince you to live happily with Colton and have a child soon. Why did you push me? You can hurt me if you want, but what about the baby in my womb?” Her voice trembled with tears. My throat felt like someone was squeezing it tightly. Before I could speak, Phoebe slapped me hard across the face. “You disaster! We should never have let you marry into our family. Luna is pregnant, how could you do this to her?” She glared at me coldly, her tone sharp as ice. “You worthless woman, how dare you cause trouble at the Garrett estate? If you don’t apologize to Luna right now, get out of this house and never come back.” Ezra held Luna protectively in his arms, glaring at me furiously. “Adeline, you’re just jealous that Luna is having a baby. A venomous woman like you deserved to be raped back then.” I trembled, the chill spreading from my bone marrow throughout my body. Colton looked at me too, his voice cold. “Adeline, you’re clearly in the wrong here. Apologize to Luna.” I stared at him in disbelief. Each of his words was like a dull knife, slowly cutting into my heart. Under everyone’s intense stares, I slowly fell to my knees and said with a shaking voice, “I’m sorry.” Luna displayed a sickening fake smile, making a show of helping me up. “It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it.” Phoebe glared at me coldly. “Adeline, you can skip dinner today. Go back to your room, change your clothes, and think about what you’ve done!” I instinctively looked toward Colton, desperate for even a hint of comfort or understanding. However, he was only watching Luna with concern, as if worried she might have been harmed. My heart instantly turned cold. I turned away numbly, stumbling back to my room. I stayed in the bedroom for a long time, not taking another step outside even as the sun completely set beyond the window. But strange sounds came from the adjacent guest room. Due to poor soundproofing, I clearly heard Colton’s suppressed breathing. Through the partially open door, I saw him passionately kissing Luna. “Luna, I’ve missed you so much.” His voice was restrained, yet couldn’t hide the flames of desire. Past images of intimacy between Colton and me flashed through my mind. Each time, he would always finish quickly, even covering my eyes with his hand. I thought he was showing restraint, not knowing he was using this method to imagine I was his beloved Luna. Luna moaned softly, feigning weakness, “Colton, I know you love me, but unfortunately I’m married to Ezra. We can never be together in this life.” She deliberately paused, then unbuttoned Colton’s clothes. “You’ve done so much for me. Today, let me properly thank you, okay?” Colton interrupted her urgently, “Luna, you’re pregnant.” Luna responded seductively, “It’s fine, the doctor says it’s okay.” Soon, the room was filled with passionate breathing. My heart felt like it had been struck by a sledgehammer. Even though I’d long known Colton had no feelings for me, the pain of this moment still suffocated me. I clenched my hands, letting tears slide down my cheeks. I silently counted the time in my head. Soon, I would leave this place, saying goodbye forever to this world of pain and humiliation. The following evening, Colton’s company was hosting a charity dinner. I’ve never been fond of attending such social events, but this time, as Colton was selecting his tie, I said, “Take me with you.” I’d consider this our last time together. Colton paused, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes. Since our return from the Garrett Manor, he’d vaguely sensed something was off with me. However, I still acted as I normally would. So he merely assumed I was still upset about what happened at the Garrett Manor and didn’t press further. At the event, Luna and Ezra were also present. Colton mentioned he needed to socialize, and I nodded, turning to find a quiet corner to rest. However, at that moment, my dress was suddenly caught under someone’s heel. With a loud rip, my gown tore open. In an instant, the scars left on my body from the previous rape were completely exposed for everyone to see. People around immediately began to gossip. “Isn’t that Mr. Garrett’s wife? Are those scars from those kidnappers? How frightening.” “I saw that video too. When she was being raped, her expression seemed rather… enjoyable, not like she was being forced. Maybe she’s into that sort of thing.” Those sharp, piercing insults cut through me like blades, slowly tearing my heart apart. I instinctively wrapped my arms around myself, my body trembling uncontrollably. Just then, Luna appeared, feigning concern: “Adeline, are you alright?” But as soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her voice and sneered, “Do you like the gift I sent you?” Humiliation and anger surged within me, and I instinctively moved to push her away. But before I could touch Luna, she deliberately fell backward, clutching her stomach and crying out, “Ah! My baby!” Colton, hearing the commotion, rushed over immediately. He moved even faster than Ezra, anxiously helping Luna up. “Luna!” Luna curled up in Colton’s arms, sobbing, “I was trying to help Adeline leave, but she pushed me!” Colton’s forehead veins bulged, his voice low but filled with anger: “Adeline, what’s wrong with you now?!” His deliberately lowered voice pierced my soul like shards of ice. “I’ve clearly been too lenient with you these past Christmases. Luna is pregnant, and you dare lay hands on her!” Luna whimpered pitifully, “Colton, my stomach hurts so much.” The concern in Colton’s eyes was undisguised as he carried Luna away without even a glance in my direction. I felt as if all the blood in my body had frozen. The surrounding gossip nearly consumed me. “Look at how anxious Mr. Garrett is. Anyone who didn’t know better would think he was carrying his wife.” “Adeline always seemed so gentle and fragile, who knew she could be so vicious. Luna is pregnant, and she still attacked her.” “Mrs. Luna Garrett is pregnant, while Adeline still can’t conceive. She must be jealous, probably planned this all along.” The humiliation came in waves, and I was utterly devastated. I straightened my back, desperately trying to hold back tears as I walked step by step out of that place of shame. Back home, I quickly packed my bags. Then, I signed the divorce papers, placed them in a prominent spot in the living room, and left without looking back. At the airport, while waiting to board, my phone rang. Colton had sent a message: [Luna’s condition is very serious. If you realize your mistake, come to the hospital immediately and apologize to her!] Without hesitation, I replied: [I did nothing wrong, and I will not apologize to her!] After that, I silenced my phone and tucked it into my bag. Once on board, I found my seat and gazed out at New York growing smaller in the distance. My eyes were slightly red, but my heart felt incredibly free. “Goodbye, Colton. From now on, we have no connection whatsoever.”
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