I was saved by the guards.

I had been fighting outside all year round, so my body was stronger than those of ordinary women.

But the lake water in December in New York made me seriously ill.

Dr. Shawn, an imperial physician, came to check on me. He always told me to calm down.

Per him, I had been worried about something in my heart, which was the reason why I had been sick for a long time without recovery this time.

"For the sake of the Little Prince, Lady Monica, you must be more at ease."

"If you continue like this, it will be extremely detrimental to your childbirth."

I forced a smile, saying, "I know."

...

Jack Shawn sighed and stopped trying to persuade me.

He didn't say it, but I knew that I probably couldn't keep my baby alive this time.

On this day, Calvin came to seek revenge after Dr. Shawn left.

He looked at me with even more disgust, asking, "Monica, why are you so vicious?"

"You know that Isabel is seriously ill, but you always take up the time of Dr. Shawn."

"You're probably having an affair with Jack, as the rumors say!"

I finished the coffee in the cup and smashed the mug towards his chest.

He didn't expect that I would make a move. His face was twisted in pain.

I turned my face away, saying, "How did I occupy Dr. Shawn?"

"She didn't summon him and request him to check on her, which is her fault. Is it your turn to come and pick my fault? Who are you?"

"Rumors have it that I have an affair with Dr. Shawn? Who told you that? Let her come and confront me. If it's a false accusation, she won't have a good death!"

"Get out of my room. I feel disgusted by looking at you."

Calvin was stung by my words. He angrily walked out, saying, "Monica, you are just a shrew!"

I threw a pillow out, saying, "Get out quickly!"

After he left, I couldn't hold back my tears.

After crying for a while, I wrapped myself tightly in a cloak and called a maid over. I said, "Prepare me a car. I want to ask for the King's permission to get a divorce."

Just as I took a few steps, my legs gave way. I fell to the ground.

At this moment, I suddenly noticed the strange fragrance in the room.

"It turns out that the fragrance on Calvin's body just now is something that will make me have an abortion."

"When did he become so scheming?"

"If he doesn't want this child, he has many ways to make this child disappear."

"But he chose the most despicable one."

Blood gushed out from my lower body. I was more and more helpless and disappointed.

Kate ran out crying and stumbling, saying, "Lady Monica, hold on. I will go find Dr. Shawn!"

I sat on the cold ground, letting the blood flow freely.

After an hour, it was quiet outside the courtyard.

"I know that it's over between me and Calvin."

I realized that I was dead.

Six hours had passed.

Kate walked in and saw me motionless. She wasn't surprised at all.

I watched her flipping through my body. Then she clasped her hands together and muttered, "It's not me who harmed you. If you want revenge, go find Isabel."

...

After confirming that I was indeed dead, Kate went to report to someone.

I followed her out.

The sun in winter shone on me, making me warm.

It was a nice day today.

Calvin had not returned from the morning court.

Isabel was holding a scripture and sipping coffee, asking, "Is everything done?"

"Yes."

"When Lord Calvin comes back, you know what to say, right?"

Kate clenched her hands and said, "I know."

"But... Lady Monica..."

Isabel sneered, saying, "What? You are regretting it now that it's done?"

"Once you do something, you can't undo it. Now you and I are in the same boat. If you dare to speak out of turn, I will be the first to kill you."

Kate knelt with a thud and said, "I didn't mean that. I have never regretted killing Lady Monica..."

"In my view, given Lord Calvin's temperament, Lady Monica's body might not be discovered after a long time."

"If I didn't inform him, it would be strange."

I looked at Kate, feeling a pang of sharp pain in my heart.

She was my accompanying maid. Three years ago, I saved her from being sold to a wicked person. At that time, she had tried to bury her father's body by selling herself.

When I had saved her, she had knelt and thanked me profusely.

She had sworn to serve me loyally for the rest of her life.

I had always treated her like my family and given her the best of everything.

I helped her bury her father. I ate and lived with her. I even taught her martial arts for self-defense.

I begged my parents to adopt her as a righteous daughter.

I never expected that she would resent me despite my taking care of her so carefully.

I never expected that she would help Isabel to kill me.

In Calvin's mansion, it seemed like I had lost everything.

As soon as Calvin returned to the mansion, Kate cried and rushed over to him, begging, "Lord Calvin, something happened to Lady Monica."

"Her business has nothing to do with me."

"Please go and take a look! Lady Monica..."

Calvin rebuked in anger, saying, "I said! It has nothing to do with me! Can't you understand my words?"

"But..."

Calvin was impatient, saying, "Whether she is alive or dead, it has nothing to do with me."

Looking at the undisguised disgust in his eyes, I smiled self-deprecatingly. I was unwilling to hear hurtful words again.

So, I left and floated back to my room.

My courtyard had always been quiet, with Kate serving me closely only.

These two days, Kate had not been around.

There were many people in New York, but no one was willing to collect the corpse for me.

I suddenly missed Alaska.

My family had been guarding Alaska for generations.

The Keith family had been guarding Alaska for a hundred years, having made great military achievements for the government.

For generations, the Keith family's ladies had to marry into the royal family.

Such an unwritten rule caused great harm to ladies from the Keith family.

Based on my memory, there was a grand wedding ceremony when my third aunt got married.

The procession from the palace to pick her up was a long one.

But no one cared whether she was willing to marry into the royal family.

She said she liked the scenarios of the North and the strong liquor of the North.

She was unwilling to marry into the royal family and end her life there.

Later, she died of depression.

Later, her beloved niece took the same path.

She was sent to New York as a commodity from Alaska.

She became an object of marriage.

...

I stared at my corpse, having an urge to cry, but no tears came out.

One night...

Calvin, who had been drunk, stumbled in.

"You are as stubborn as ever. How much longer do you want to quarrel with me?"

"How many times have I said it? Don't argue with Isabel. She is just a child. You are her Monica-in-law..."

Drunk, he tripped over my body on the ground and pressed on me.

"Did I hurt you? Are you okay?"

"Come on. Let me help you up. It is cold on the ground."

Seeing that I didn't move, he was somewhat angry. He said, "You are still carrying my child! It is fine that you are angry with me. Why are you angry with the child?"

"If anything happens to the child, I will hold you responsible!"

After speaking, he seemed to regret it a bit. He waved his hands to call someone at the door, saying, "Kate?"

"Lady Monica refuses to let me help her up. Go and help her up!"

Joe quickly ran over, saying, "Lord Calvin, Kate asked for leave a few days ago and went back to Alaska. You approved the leave!"

"May I know what your order is? I will go and get someone over!"

"Find someone to help Lady Monica up. It is cold on the ground."

A maid came in to help me. She was so scared that she sat down beside me.

She trembled and cried out, saying, "Lady Monica... Lady Monica has passed away."

Calvin kicked her at her chest fiercely, saying, "Nonsense! Joe, slap her mouth hard!"

Joe knelt with a thud, saying, "Lord Calvin, Lady Monica has indeed died."

"Do you want to die too?"

"How much money did she give you? How dare you deceive me like this?"

Calvin kicked Joe's shoulder.

He bent down and looked at me on the ground, touching my face repeatedly.

"Isn't she good? How could Monica possibly die?"

"She can't die! Say something. I command you to say something!"

Seeing that I didn't respond, Calvin panicked and desperately shook my body.

"Wake up! I forbid you to die!"

"Monica, how dare you? How dare you leave me and die on your own?"

I stood by and watched the farce. I couldn't help but sneer.

"Calvin, you know how to pretend!"

"Why are you pretending to be affectionate now?"

"Wasn't it you who told me to die?"

"It was you who had killed me and our child with your own hands. Now why do you want to pretend to be affectionate?"

Looking at him, who was hypocritical, I had an urge to pounce on him and scratch his face fiercely.