My Gangster Husband Turned Me into a Reproductive Machine to Save His Fake Lifesaver

The moment our wedding came to the stage of exchanging rings, a high-definition video of me being kidnapped and humiliated suddenly appeared on the big screen in the venue

The fiancé broke off our marriage on the spot and turned around to put the ring on my best friend's finger.

I, Annabelle Spencer, fell off the red carpet amidst everyone's insults and humiliation.

My best friend's gangster brother helped me and silenced everyone with the sound of gunshots. He also asked someone to carry ten boxes of gold as engagement gift and proposed to me in public.

I was moved to say yes to him.

Three years later, the IVF was successful, and when I was excited to tell him the good news, I heard him talking to his right-hand man.

"Boss, you do have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. You inserted and played the video of Annabelle being kidnapped and abused at her wedding day, so Ms. Hunt could marry into the Ryders as she wished."

Timothee Chastain turned the lighter and said, "A wealthy family like the Ryders would never marry a tarnished girl. Only if Annabelle's image is ruined can Tatiana be the legitimate young lady of the Ryders."

His right-hand man asked again in confusion, "But Ms. Hunt has already married into the Ryders, why did you marry a tarnished girl like her?"

"Tatiana is afraid of pain, so it just so happens to use Annabelle's belly to give birth to a child for her. When she gives birth to the heir of the Ryders, Tatiana's position in the Ryders will be more stable."

The waves of laughter in the private room, one louder than the other, made me feel like I was falling into an ice cellar.

The moments that I thought were happy turned out to be a scam set up by Timothee to squeeze out my last bit of value.

Just to make it easier for Tatiana Hunt to step on my bones and climb onto the high position.

After wiping my tears, I called his enemy gangsters' boss and said, "I have a big order worth one billion four hundred million dollars. Do you want to take it?"

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The mocking sound in the room did not stop.

"Timothee, you are such genius. You replaced her vitamins with abortion pills. Since she can't give birth, she has no choice but to do IVF. If she knew, you have replaced the embryo in the test tube, with Ms. Hunt and Conrad's child. She would be so angry to death."

"It has nothing to do with me whether she's angry or not. When she gives birth, she can just find an excuse to say the baby is dead. She will just think that it's her fault that she couldn't keep the baby. It's her blessing to pave the way for Tatiana's happiness."

Throwing the lighter on the table, he stood up and warned everyone present. "Don't let any of what I said today get out. I want her to give birth to this child safe and sound."

The right-hand man, Killian Dodgen, patted his chest and laughed, "Don't worry, Boss. That woman is stupid as hell. When we called her Ms. Chastain, she really thought of herself as your beloved wife. She brought us food and drinks every day. She doesn't even know that I was the one who selected those people who recorded the video."

Someone laughed heartily and said, "Killian, you are so mean. Why didn't you choose me? I also want to try it ...."

A fruit knife suddenly flew over and stuck into the floor between the man's legs.

The man who was joking was so scared that his face turned pale.

"Have I ever told you that Annabelle is my wife now? If anyone dares to bring up those things again, I'll end their life."

One of the younger gangsters said awkwardly, "Boss, I don't think you have no interest in her at all, but she cherishes you a lot. Aren't you afraid that one day she will find out the truth and leave you?"

Timothee sneered disapprovingly. "The big deal is that I can give her another test-tube child and raised them for the rest of her life. She's a hopeless romantic with dirty mind, and after a few words of coaxing, she will rush to lick me like a dog."

The private room burst into laughter again, and I stood at the door as if struck by lightning.

I could only cover my mouth tightly and tremble as I swallowed a series of sobs.

I heard footsteps coming towards the door, so I turned around and ran downstairs, poured myself a glass of strong liquor, and swallowed it in one gulp.