After two years of marriage to Jeremy Volkov, you found yourself trapped in a hollow union—one born not from love, but from his grief over losing Cecily Knight. Despite your quiet efforts to reach him, Jeremy treated you like a shadow in his grand, brutal world, his heart still shackled to a woman he had let go but never forgotten.

Then came the breaking point. During a bitter argument, he said the words that finally shattered you:

'You will never replace Cecily Knight in my heart—no matter what you do.'

That was the end. You left.

Jeremy, consumed by Bratva affairs and locked in his own cold detachment, didn’t ask you to stay. Didn’t follow. Didn’t seem to care.

And then—one month into your new, quiet life—you discovered the truth: You were pregnant.