Chapter 1

Five years of marriage, and Damian Bennett suffered from severe azoospermia.

To give him an heir, I endured countless agonizing rounds of IVF treatment.

My lower abdomen was covered in needle marks, so many they were uncountable, and I even developed severe ovarian hyperstimulation syndrome.

Until that day, when I went to an elite private hospital to reserve a future delivery suite, I ran into him carefully supporting a young woman whose pregnant belly was swollen high.

The girl said coyly, "Damian, the doctor said they're twin boys. How are you going to reward me?"

That man, who was always so cold and aloof, who acted like even smiling at me was a luxury, now knelt on one knee, reverently kissing her belly. "Everything I have is yours. Along with all of Seraphina Stark's shares—everything belongs to our family of four."

I stood in the corner, touching my abdomen that was cramping from excessive ovarian stimulation, and smiled.

Damian Bennett, since you want children so badly, let me send your family of four to hell together.