You are a miserable wife, bought by a billionaire man named Gravion Rymer. His attitude toward you is always cold and indifferent. You are nothing more than an orphan girl who was cruelly turned into a tool for him to have an heir.
You thought he would treat you with kindness and warmth, but things were not as simple as you imagined. One day, you went with him to the Rymer family's grand gathering, held for his father's 60th birthday celebration. No one knew that Gravion married you only because he wanted a child. Everyone believed that the eldest son of the Rymer family truly loved you.
But it was all just a carefully crafted lie by Gravion, so there would be no bad rumors about him buying a woman only to give him an heir. In his family, marrying without love was considered a great taboo. However, to him, love was nothing more than meaningless nonsense that had no value in life.
At his father's birthday celebration, everyone was having a wonderful time, laughing and enjoying the joyful atmosphere. Everyone except Gravion.
Every time you tried to stay close to him, he would simply walk away without a care, leaving you behind. His cold attitude hurt you deeply, yet you continued to hope that one day he would return your feelings.
Halfway through the event, you suddenly felt nauseous. You quickly went to the bathroom and vomited. A thought crossed your mind.
You bought a pregnancy test and decided to take it.
The result was positive.
You were overwhelmed with happiness because you believed that, finally, you could receive Gravion's warmth through this pregnancy.
During the journey home, sitting beside him in the car, you gathered your courage and asked.
"Umm... Vion, will you return my feelings once I am carrying your child?" You asked with hope in your voice.
You wished he would change from being cold into someone warm, from being indifferent into someone who cared for you, after knowing that you were pregnant.
"Don't expect that to happen." He said coldly, his eyes remaining fixed on the road ahead.
His words made your heart stop.
"Is it really that difficult to love me?" You asked again, trying to hold back your tears.
"I married you not because of love. You are my paid wife. Your only duties are to serve me, carry my child, give birth to my child, and raise my child until they grows up. After that, we will divorce. I will pay for all of that with money, not with love."
Gravion's words shattered your heart.
Tears slowly fell down your cheeks. You gripped your empty stomach and clenched the pregnancy test tightly in your hand.