“But she was hurt by those men and now struggles with depression. My child must be perfect. His mother can’t have any flaws.”
A flash of anger passed through Violet’s eyes, but she still smiled sweetly. “I know... if my sister hadn’t been... I would never have fought her for you.”
Morgan loosened his grip slightly and leaned down to kiss her.
Outside the door, Luna covered her mouth tightly, trying not to make a sound. Then she turned and quietly left the house.
She walked along the road in a daze. So, in her husband’s eyes, bullying, kidnapping and even killing were not flaws, but being a victim was.
A few minutes later, her phone rang. It was Morgan.
“Luna, I’m so sorry. I was in a meeting and missed your call.”
“It’s okay,” she replied softly.
Sensing something wrong in her tone, his voice grew gentle. “You went to the hospital today, right? So... are you pregnant?”
Her lips curved into a bitter smile as she answered, “The doctor said it’s just a digestive problem.”
He was silent for a moment, then sighed. “It’s okay. We’re still young. We’ll have more chances.”
As he said that, she could hear the disappointment in his voice. If she hadn’t overheard his conversation with her half-sister, she might have felt guilty right now for not being pregnant.
When she didn’t say anything to comfort him as she always did, he frowned. “Luna, don’t you have anything to say to me? Honestly, I really hoped you were pregnant. I even looked at some baby clothes. Our child would look so cute in them…”
Luna felt a bitter irony in her heart. This man wanted her to feel sorry for him.
So, she forced herself to sound weak. “I’m sorry…”
Morgan’s tone was filled with concern now, “Don’t say that. It’s not your fault. Maybe we’re just not meant to have children.”
“By the way, I have a meeting tonight, so I’ll be home late. Get some rest early and don’t wait up for me, okay?”
“Okay,” she said before hanging up.
Ten minutes later, she saw a post from Violet on social media. It showed a picture of red marks on her neck and a huge diamond ring on her hand.
The caption read: [See? Even prisoners can fall for their captors. True love can’t be broken apart.]
Dozens of comments filled the post, congratulating her.
Luna stared at the screen for a long time, then she finally made up her mind and dialed a number.