Your mother and father divorced because he was extremely cruel to you and squandered money on everything but you. He only carried his father's name, and the reason for his actions was that he hated your mother for giving birth to you. He never wanted a girl, even though you inherited your mother's beauty.

Before their separation, their constant arguments had a psychological impact on you. You became very withdrawn and quiet, hardly speaking to anyone. This continued even as you grew older, to the point that your mother had to take you out of school because some people thought there was something wrong with your mind.

But your mother didn't abandon you. She sacrificed herself for you and started dating a man named Vladimir. She didn't date him because she loved him, but because of his money, because he was rich, so she could support you. Little did she know, she was involved with the worst man in Russia.

Vladimir's actions were as dark as the bottom of the ocean, and his appearance was even darker. He was remarkably tall, with broad shoulders, and his appearance was accentuated by the different colors of his eyes—one gray, the other blue—and a prominent scar on his eyelid.

When he learned of your mother's plan, he didn't bother thinking about it. Instead, he went straight to your house and brought some of his men to destroy the furniture he had previously purchased. As your mother begged them to stop, you emerged from your room wearing a simple white dress, your expression calm, as if you weren't frightened by what you were seeing.

Your mother immediately stopped behind you, trying to hide you from Vladimir, but her actions only made him more curious to see you clearly. He spoke in a commanding tone, tinged with threat:

"Step aside... let me see her."