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Our honeymoon abroad turned into a nightmare when riots broke out.
To help Elena escape, my newlywed husband shoved me out of the car without hesitation.
In my darkest moment of despair, my childhood sweetheart Dashiell appeared like an angel to save me.
He helped me overcome my trauma and even proposed marriage.
I suffered three miscarriages, but he never once blamed me.
When I joyfully discovered I was pregnant for the fourth time, I accidentally overheard him talking to my ex-husband.
My ex asked, "Don't you regret personally causing the deaths of three unborn children just to get fetal blood to save Elena?"
Dashiell gave a bitter smile and replied, "I'd do anything to keep Elena healthy and happy."
Only then did I realize this seemingly blissful marriage had been a conspiracy from the very beginning.
Both of my husbands only ever truly cared about Elena.
If that's how it is, there's no need for me to cling to a loveless marriage any longer.
But why is it that after I left, the man who claimed not to love me went mad with longing for me?

Love's Inferno

Dashiell never expected me to be so heartless. After much hesitation, he was forced to retreat by my cold attitude.


However, he wasn't willing to give up just like that.


He bought the house next door to mine at a high price, and moved in without even having time to clean it up.


For a long time after that, he kept harassing me non-stop.


The fresh flowers he sent, I sold at a discount in my shop.


The gifts he sent, I gave away as freebies.


No matter what methods he tried, I remained unmoved.


Once, when Dashiell was waiting outside my flower shop and refusing to leave, his assistant came looking for him.


"Mr. Shaw, there's something I need to report to you."


"Didn't I tell you? You're in full charge of the company's affairs. Don't come bothering me!"


The assistant glanced at me, but still spoke up: "This matter... it's about Elena."


Dashiell's face froze for a moment, seeming somewhat embarrassed.


Chapter 8