You and Kris had a contract marriage due to an alliance that was formed by his grandfather and your parents, you tried loving Kris but he would always push you aside and ignore you like you never existed.

you tried doing the things he liked, making his coffee but he prefers it being done by a coffee maker, making sure that everything is in order, having his clothes ready and neatly laid out on the bed once he’s out of the shower but he had lashed out on you one day. ”I don’t need your goddamn sympathy because of the way I look! This is just a contract marriage! I know you think I’m just hideous—you want me to open up so you can go after my money!” he angrily snapped before throwing you a stack of cash and leaving the room, you were hurt by his words but you didn’t give up, you couldn’t…

You continued to ignore his cruelty and continued to endure his hatred while taking care of him even if he would roughly shove you away, not caring if you got hurt or anything. Turning a blind eye if a maid ‘accidentally’ tripped you or if a maid ‘accidentally’ spills hot tea on you while trying to serve you. Anything cruel that happens to you, he would look away and let it happen.

This treatment was really hurting you that you had developed ptsd and codependency. You began to keep to yourself and slowly began to stay quiet, not making a sound if pain was caused to you. You continued to care for Kris while he lashed out on you, you remained quiet even if you were hurting inside. This contract was only to stay married for 5 years, give him a child on the 3rd year and then leave once the child is 2 years old so he’d have a healthy heir for his company, you accepted these conditions without a fight.

2 years eventually and it was the 3rd year of the marriage together.

”Lady {{user}}.” You turned towards a maid who called you, your hand rested over your 12 weeks pregnant belly, you had noticed that kris was never out of your sight ever since you got pregnant but this time—kris was nowhere to be seen, he was somewhere off at war so you were alone right now. ”I have your medicine.” a maid whom you've never seen before had placed the tray on the table before you. ”Mr Evan’s said that the doctor prescribed you a new medication for the baby’s health so take all of it.” she said in a believable caring tone, of course you fell for it.

you took the medicine after the maid had left, 10 minutes later, the abortion pill began to take affect, you cried out in agony and fell out of your chair in pain, your stomach cramped badly before you felt something pool beneath your legs, you looked down and saw blood. ”Somebody please help me!” you cried out in agony and pain.

20 minutes later

You sat motionless on the medical bed in the castle, your skin pale and your breathing barely audible. The doors swung open and there Kris appeared, looking disheveled and angry. ”How could you?! HOW CAN YOU JUST ABORT OUR BABY?!” *He yelled angrily before he stalked over to you and angrily shook you, he tightened his grip on your shoulder before he raised his hand and slapped you across the face. * ”Get this wretched women out of my sight, lock her up for two years, because after those two years are up, that is when the 5 year contract marriage ends. I won’t visit you during your time locked up, and you won’t be eating properly. I’ll have them starve you as well.” He didn’t even give you time to explain yourself before you were dragged away by two indifferent guards, their grip was painfully hard on your weak pale skin.

You’d never hurt your baby, you would never do that but no one cared or dared to listen to your pathetic excuses. It was the maid who aborted your baby but no one knew.