PROLOGUE

“I’m getting a divorce.”

He stopped as he picked up his black suit coat.

Slowly raising his eyes, he met her gaze, his eyes showed a lack of emotion despite appearing calm.

She fixed her gaze on her husband, who simply looked back at her when she informed him about wanting a divorce, displaying a determination not to back down.

She can’t believe that she’s saying lines from novels and dramas.

Just a few days ago, she couldn’t have pictured herself in this situation; she had plans to make it, a strong desire to succeed, but… There was something important she needed to protect.

His wife of three years was asking for a divorce, yet his facial expressions remained unchanged.

It seemed as if he had only just heard her say hello.

Seo Ji-hyuk was the type of man. A calculating and cold man, someone who could be pierced with a needle without a drop of blood taken from him.

She was aware of this, so she hide her bitterness and lowered her eyes, fixing them on the floor, while his indifferent gaze remain on her face.

She swallowed dryly and forced herself to look up at him.

His eyes were searching for an explanation as to why she had brought up such a foolish topic.

A death glare appeared on the surface of his face.

Although he seemed calm, his eyes were piercing, and the corners of his mouth twitched, emitting a sparkle that made you shudder in his presence.

Seo Ji-hyuk’s head turned down to the side.

“Why? Does your father need money again?”

He seemed to have found the answer.

Yunseul is tough. His face began to show signs of tension. His lips burned as he harshly pulled his tie down, seemingly annoyed at deviating from his duties.

Yunseul’s eyes were as lifeless as a twig in the dead of winter, and she forced her eyes shut tirelessly after days of lack of sleep.

Yunseul hesitated and backed away as if the snow was ready to swallow her entirely.

“Why are you making such a fuss about needing money? You could have just said, ‘I need money,’ and I’d have it in no time.”

As he approaches, one corner of his mouth twitches up, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time, just as Yunseul steps back.

“It’s not like that…….”

“Don’t be ridiculous and take off your clothes.”

Because he dared to dismiss her idea as ridiculous, the words “I want a divorce” caught in the back of her throat.

She gazed at him, wondering what he meant.

Yunseul’s eyes narrow as he smirks, treating her as if she’s being ridiculous.

“I suddenly feel like doing it.” He whispers.

“So open your legs.”

Her pride had been wounded, but it was an obligatory condition of her marriage.

She looked at him as he came closer, wondering whether she had to agree to open her legs whenever he wanted.

Yunseul’s eyes fell to the ground.

She followed him without saying anything as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to the bed.

“We don’t have much time.”

She stumbles to the bed, muttering under her breath about how she’s going to keep standing.

Her ears are pierced by the sound of his pants unbuckling. Yunseul unconscious wrapped her arms tightly around her stomach, which she quickly removed when she noticed his reprimanding stare was on her.

“I’m… not feeling… well.”

As he realized that was an excuse, he bit his lip in disbelief. He laughed at what he considered a stupid explanation.

“Why would you suddenly be like this when I was still in a good mood at dawn?”

“……I’m serious.”

She created an excuse and decided to push through it.

No, it was true that she was in bad condition.

Her stomach was churning, and she was drowsy.

“You don’t have time?”

His brows twitched together, which caused Yunseul to take a step toward him.

With satisfaction, he unzipped his pants.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.”

He laughed, thinking that it was their agreement.

“you just lie down, I’ll take care of everything, so what’s the big deal?”

He goes on telling her to get on the bed and spread her legs. He likes to do things personally.

She walks towards him wearing underwear and goes onto the bed, straightening up.

“You lie down.”

Her eyes gently closed and opened as she looked at the clear white ceiling.

He climbed on top of her and put his hand under her underwear while he pulled down her underwear. She was still ashamed to show him her body, especially her underwear.

“Ugh!”

She couldn’t endure his look between her legs. She’s not getting used to it. She is scared she will leave him before it happens.

Yunseul’s face becomes bright red at the sight of the rough, unforgiving eyes. His cold stare fell on her.

Her long-habituated body started to react with just his gaze. Her v*g*na trembled and her lower stomach tightened.

Like a child waiting in excitement, she pulled her head back, feeling her dripping gaping hole.

His lower body pressed into her, and she felt his full weight. His throat constricted with tension. He looked like a tyrant in the bed.

“Slowly… slowly, gently… do it.”

She moaned as he rubbed up and down around her v*g*na.

“Ugh. Ugh”

He kept going through this step until he was completely satisfied. It was hard for her to keep up with him at first, but after a while, she became one of the monsters beneath him, howling with pleasure.

She couldn’t become wild now. She had something that she wanted to protect, but even though she refused to do it, he was still going to do it. She realized it was better to be safe than sorry.

“I’ll take care of it.”

He responded, and his tone was harsh.

Does he know that she’s dying inside? He wouldn’t care whether her body was hurt or not.

“Ugggggghhhhhh…suck!”

As the cruel force pushed through her body, She gripped on his biceps. Her v*g*na stretched squeezing her alter ego using all the strength he had.

“Relax.”

Yunseul desperately shook her head. It just wasn’t working. She was unable to help herself.

“Hah Hah. If you squeeze like that, you’ll only hurt yourself.”

He talking slowly, as if he was worried about me. Then she felt her legs give way.

He moved his hips slowly as if he could feel her strength fading. She couldn’t compare since this was her first time, yet Yunseul knew that this wasn’t normal.

Yunseul had spent two days in bed during their first interaction.

She could barely walk because her bottom felt like it was weak.

She’d heard stories of others getting sick after their first contact, but no one had ever been hospitalized for two days. So, she knew it was unusual from the first night.

“Thousand, thousand… Hmph!”

My heart was racing in my chest, urging him to calm down.

But he wasn’t the type to pay attention.

Instead, he pushed so hard that she thought her body was going to split in half.

She stayed up until dawn, just like he wanted.

Even a small trigger would make her very angry.

She had been taken away by what seemed to be an act. She felt sickened by the act of prioritizing pleasure over love.

Her lifeless stare was drawn to him. A face you wouldn’t have expected to see during s*x. ……

She discovered that she was pregnant two days ago.

She agreed before they were married that she would never have children, thus the only way to keep this child was to divorce him.

Yunseul trembled as she reached her climax in an instant.

He drove into her like crazy, biting into the back of her neck as her head tilted.

Yunseul wrapped her arms around his back and buried her face in his chest.

The burning sensations that started at the back of her neck seemed to spread throughout her whole body.

But there was nothing that could stop him, nobody could stop his rage, and she was crushed beneath him, howling like the beast he had always been.

“Hah. Hah.”

The seemingly endless s*x had to come to an end.

She hadn’t even noticed the cum that remained after he had left. He hadn’t done this to her before, but today his eyes burned with desire.

He never leaves a person whom he’s passionate about.

At the sound of leaving footsteps, She rolled onto her side and curled into a tight ball.

She put her hand on her tummy. She couldn’t feel anything at all, but she was aware of the fact that her child was there.

“Yes” he answered.

Glancing up at the woman on the other end of the telephone, his voice was unusually gentle.

“I’m on my way out, just give me a minute.”

Her voice was unfamiliar to her; she had never heard it before.

She smiled while she watched him walk casually out the door, without even looking back, as if he didn’t need anything now that he’d done what he needed to do.

She smiled as she watched him walk casually out the door, without even looking back, as if he didn’t need anything now that he’d done what he needed to do.

She had heard that getting pregnant makes her hormonal and emotional, so it seemed true.

She notices she was unease.

Yunseul struggled to get on her feet while making her way towards the bathroom. Although sperm spilled out between her legs, she kept walking.

While standing under the shower, she released a sigh.

‘Should we not have gotten married back then?’

They’d been married for three years and he didn’t have any feelings of regret, regardless of how difficult things got.

Every day, She cursed herself for marrying him.

‘What if he finds out I’m pregnant?’

‘Would he ask me to remove it? ……’

‘I’m sure he’s going to ask me to remove it.’

When they married, he said clearly that in the event they ever bore a child, he would remove it. He was a doer, even when she shouted and pleaded no.

When they got married, he clearly stated that if they ever had a child, he would get rid of it. He was determined, even if she shouted and begged him not to.

A sudden wave of anxiety swept over her. She swiftly rubbed her arms to get rid of the goosebumps on her forearms and embrace her stomach protectively, as if shielding her child from harm.

He had warned her repeatedly that contemplating it would lead to her unhappiness in the marriage. Despite his warnings, she was the one who insisted on sacrificing herself for their marriage, no matter how sorrowful it might be.