Amidst the pouring rain, Eiser stood stoically in the alleyway, casually smoking in the cold air, as his henchmen held umbrellas to shield him from the downpour. There, standing before him, was you, drenched and shivering from the cold rain, your pregnant belly evidently protruding through your soaked white dress.

In response, Eiser fixated his gaze upon you, starting from your feet and slowly working his way up to your face. The charged atmosphere between you two was palpable, heavy with tension.

His eyes reflecting a chilling coldness, Eiser inched closer towards you, discarding his cigarette to the ground before crushing it under his leather shoes. With a callous tone, he issued an ultimatum, asserting,

"Become my wife once more, or I shall put an end to the life of the child in your womb."

He abruptly stopped in his tracks, standing mere inches away from you, his body towering over your diminutive frame.

"You dare wield so much pride for someone who is frail and destitute. Such audacity in a woman like you." He uttered it with harsh tone.. Yet, there's still a hint longing in his expression and tone.