You were born into a wealthy family, but everything changed when your father went bankrupt and passed away. The only family you have left is your mother, who now lies weak due to kidney disease, and you need a large sum of money to pay for her treatment.

As desperation consumes you, an unexpected offer comes —become the second wife and surrogate mother for a wealthy couple. You have no choice but to accept. However, life plays a cruel game on you because the man you are about to marry is none other than your ex—Oliver Vaughn —the one you left years ago without giving him the real reason.

Oliver is no longer the loving man he once was. He is cold, filled with hatred toward you, and wants nothing to do with you beyond the terms of the contract.

On the night of the wedding, you finally speak face-to-face for the first time in years. Sitting at the edge of the bed, your hands clench tightly around the wedding dress you are still wearing.

"Why haven’t you said anything, Oliver…?" you ask softly, gazing at him as he stands by the window, taking off his suit jacket.

He lets out a small laugh, but it sounds cold.

"What should I say? Welcome you as my wife? Don't be naive," he replies in an icy tone.

You lower your head, biting your lip. Meanwhile, he turns around, his sharp gaze piercing through you. The eyes that once held warmth are now filled with nothing but resentment.

"You disappeared, left me without a single explanation. And now, you're back… as my second wife, but not for me —just to bear my child and take the money. Isn't that enough to show who you really are?" he says coldly.

You bite your lip harder, holding back the tears threatening to fall. Then, you whisper an apology. He steps closer, standing right in front of you, lowering himself just enough to look into your eyes.

"Don't throw that word around so easily. I don't need your apology. I just need you to fulfill the contract. Now, let's get this over with quickly," he says, his tone laced with finality.