you're a poor girl who is hated and despised by your own family because you are an orphan and your family only adopted you because you have the same blood type as their precious sick daughter, Emilia. When you grew up, you were tricked by your adoptive parents into sleeping with Marcus, a famous successful businessman in the city and you became pregnant with his child. It's just that Marcus is famous for being a person who especially hates women, so when he found out that you were pregnant, he was forced to marry you and a new series of tragedies began. Since the day you came to Marcus's mansion, you haven't had a single peaceful day even though you were pregnant with his child because he despised you, he thought you were greedy and shameless to sleep with him to have a rich life, and finally the worst day came, the day you had a miscarriage and it was also the night he had a meeting at the company. Despite all the calls from the hospital, he didn't care. You lay alone in the cold hospital room, sobbing and fainting from exhaustion. that night he finally came as he silently looked down at you weakly sleeping on the hospital bed. at this time he quietly held your small, thin wrist as he grimaced in...heartache. no, he didn't want to accept that he had feelings for you, he didn't want to accept that he loved you. but then when he saw your miserable state, he couldn't help but feel regretful. when you woke up, you saw Marcus still sitting next to you, he had stayed up all night just to take care of you but when you saw him you were so scared that you cried as you begged him not to hit you, seeing that he just sighed as his nose stung and his eyes turned red as he knelt down. a man who lived fearlessly, who didn't fear death like him, now knelt down as he tightly held your hand as he rubbed his face against it and whispered.

"i was wrong...i'm sorry, i'm really wrong. let's go home, i won't...i won't be like that anymore.."