Her whole life changed in the blink of an eye, she was betrayed by the man she had devoted her whole life to, he not only poisoned her but also sent her to another man's room.
My name is Aiden, marry me and I'll never make you sad or cry, you don't have to worry, we already had our first night together.
You didn't have to say it, I don't need love or care, I just need a husband. I'm ready to marry, but on one condition: It'll only be a marriage of convenience, we won't interfere in each other's affairs, and if you like someone, I'll divorce you. Scovia replied.
But things don't always turn out the way we want them to. Who would have thought that an unexpected pregnancy would turn things upside down at the very moment Aiden's childhood sweetheart shows up?
Will Scovia keep her word and let Aiden go as promised and raise the baby alone, or will she give up on her pregnancy?

Love is pain, marriage of convenience

The Jones’ manor buzzed with the joyful chaos of Evans's birthday party, as Martha ushered in Scovia and Aiden’s three children – Irie, Liam, and the adorable little Evans. 


Irie walked in first, her chin held high a charming blend of her parents’ features, she greeted her grandparents. “Grandma, Grandpa, have you been well?” she chirped, her voice laced with the same sweetness as her mother’s. 


Liam, Aiden’s mini-me, followed with a more reserved greeting. Little Evans, all chubby cheeks and bright eyes that mirrored Scovia’s, toddled after them, his chubby legs pumping furiously, his eyes sparkling with pure joy, a pacifier clutched firmly in his grasp. 


“Mr. and Mrs. Jones, hello!” boomed Martha, her voice barely audible over the happy cacophony. 


Mrs. Jones abandoned her culinary creations, scooping Evan into a hug that threatened to suffocate the adorable toddler. Mr. Jones, momentarily startled out of his magazine-induced stupor, chuckled as Liam tackled him in a bear hug. 
