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In the tenth year of our relationship, when Jaxon learned of my pregnancy, he gifted me a luxurious $80 million mansion for my prenatal care.
Instead, I terminated the pregnancy and booked a one-way ticket to South Africa.
All because in my previous life, I had heeded his words to quit my job for conceiving a baby, sacrificing my entire life for him and our child.
When I was on my deathbed, I discovered 999 love letters he had written to his "pure love."
"You are the most pristine moonlight in my heart. I can't bear to see you tainted by the mundane world's matters."
"Bearing children, managing the household, being filial to elders - these are all things others can do for you. You just need to be happy, content, and live each day radiantly."
Only then did I realize he had long ago transferred all his assets to his "pure love."
Even the child I had given my life to bear had been calling his "pure love" Mom all along.
And I, critically ill, couldn't even afford medical treatment.
I could only pass away miserably under the cold gazes of my husband and daughter.
When I opened my eyes again, I looked at my slightly bulging belly and walked to the hospital to make an appointment for an abortion.

Love for a Decade, I Give Up

I didn't wait for Jaxon's proof, but I did receive a call from Mrs. Gevano.


"Vivienne, dear, we've all heard about what happened between you and Jaxon. He's just young and foolish, causing trouble without thinking."


"We've already given him a good scolding. As for the assets he transferred to Faye, we're working with lawyers to get them back. That vixen is no good—she's been up to no good since her teens, being a mistress and a homewrecker. God knows how many abortions she's had. She can't even have children anymore."


"I'd rather die than let a woman like that into the Gevano family..."


I hung up the phone impatiently and blocked this new number.


It's almost laughable. In both my previous life and this one, this is the nicest Mrs. Gevano has ever been to me.


In my previous life, Mrs. Gevano never gave me a kind look, even after I gave birth to my daughter.


She'd mock and criticize me while I was still in postpartum recovery, stressing me out so much that I developed mastitis.


Chapter 8