Married for four years, Emily remained childless. A hospital diagnosis plunged her life into hell. Unable to conceive? But her husband was rarely home during these four years, so how could she get pregnant? 
Emily and her billionaire husband were in a contractual marriage; she had hoped to win his love through effort. However, when her husband appeared with a pregnant woman, she despaired. After being kicked out, homeless Emily was taken in by a mysterious billionaire. Who was he? How did he know Emily? More importantly, Emily was pregnant.

Pampered by billionaires after being betrayed

Emily gave a sad smile. "I can’t sleep."


In the quiet of the night, two sleepless people found a perfect moment to talk.


Satan casually asked, "Emily, can you tell me what your three years in the UK were like?"


Emily licked her lips and spoke simply, "There’s not much to tell. I studied and worked. My life was pretty dull. It wasn’t much different from how it was before, so I got used to it quickly. It didn’t even feel difficult—if anything, I found it fulfilling. Every moment of my day was packed, and that made me feel like life had purpose."


Satan nodded thoughtfully. "You’ve always been a hardworking person."


"It’s not that I’m particularly hardworking," she corrected. "I think I’m just used to being busy. Before, I worked hard for Sophia’s tuition, but now I’m working for myself, and that makes me feel happy. I felt lucky to be able to work for my own future."


451 The Missing Three Years