On the day I was kidnapped, my husband was looking after his sick sweetheart.

I called him, asking him for help. Yet, he merely replied coldly, "Danica, you are a bad liar."

After that, he heartlessly hung up the phone call on me, causing me to get brutally murdered by the kidnappers.

I failed to show up as scheduled on the day we agreed to finalize our divorce. He called me in exasperation, only for the phone call to be answered by the police. "Mr. Ferguson, are you a family member of the deceased Danica Reed?"

Stabbed to Death

Several years after that tragic incident took place, the group of drug dealers still managed to locate me.

I called my husband, whilst trembling in fear, Harvey Ferguson, and placed my only hope on him.

Unfortunately, my call for help was returned with his indifferent response. "Danica, you're a terrible liar. Do you think I will believe you if you imitate what happened to Nat? Get over here and finalize our divorce in three days. Stop coming up with bad excuses like this."

When I saw that he heartlessly hung up the phone, I completely gave up on the idea of seeking his help.

The drug dealers brutally stabbed me dozens of times as they gritted their teeth in anger and roared, "Pay for what your father did!"

Moments before dying, I seemed to have seen my father. "Dani, don't cry. Come. Follow me home," he said with a smile.

Although I desperately wished his words were true, I knew very well it was just my hallucination, for my father had been dead for more than ten years.

The ice-cold raindrops dripped on my face, and I gradually lost consciousness.

Harvey threw his phone aside and was apathetic toward my dozens of calls for help. Right then, his eyes were filled with distress as he looked after his sweetheart, Natalie Lawson, wholeheartedly.

"Sorry, did I cause you and Danica to quarrel again?" Natalie lowered her head, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Nat, it's not your fault. She ignored your call for help when the gangsters harassed you last time. I can't believe she would even try to imitate the incident and say she has been kidnapped. Does she seriously think I will fall for that?"

It seemed that he had been holding a grudge against me for what happened to Natalie and never really believed me.

"It's okay. I have forgiven her." Natalie raised her teary eyes and looked at Harvey. "I shouldn't have fallen in love with you and angered Danica. It's all my fault."

"Nat, please stop blaming yourself. It breaks my heart seeing you like this." Harvey pulled her into his arms, his facial expression full of love.

I felt a slight agony in my heart upon learning that the feelings we shared for 12 years turned out to be an illusion.

That wasn't accurate. My marriage with Harvey ceased to exist except in name. So, how could there be any feelings between us?

We only tied to each other because of the accident that happened when I was 14 years old. My father died trying to save Harvey while he was arresting drug dealers.

Hence, the Fergusons took me in in order to quench the guilt they felt toward me.

From then on, I became Harvey's fiancee.

He strongly rejected the idea and hated me with his every being.

When we were 14, his family instilled in him the idea of marrying me. They told him that since he caused me to lose my family, he must take care of me for the rest of his life. So, he despised me. He didn't understand why his life had to be bound to me.

My life in the Ferguson Residence was miserable. Harvey tried every means to torture me into leaving. However, I didn't know where to go.

The drug dealers who had escaped punishment were still looking for me. Back then, I could only cling to the Fergusons in order to survive and silently endure all the humiliation Harvey served me.

It was also then that I secretly vowed I would leave the Ferguson Residence forever once I turned adult. Even if it was dangerous out there, I refused to be trapped here for the rest of my life.

Alas, things went contrary to my wishes, which made me lament my fate until this day.

During the year I turned 22 years old, I still stayed behind because of Harvey and that mistake. One night, when he was drunk, he kissed me.

I wanted to resist and fight against his unwanted attention. However, I heard him whispering my name softly the moment I wriggled to break free.

At the time, it made my heart flutter.

Thus, it led to this ridiculous nightmare.

Indignation

Harvey denied everything when he woke up, saying, "Since you want to leave, just pretend this never happened." He looked at me coldly, treating me as though I was the scum of the Earth.

I thought about it dazedly. Eventually, I concluded that his gentleness last night was likely an illusion.

He was just drunk. There was no way he could have fancied me.

After Harvey's parents knew we had slept together, they kept their word and had us tie the knot.

Since he couldn't defy his family's authority, he had no choice but to force himself to accept the marriage. Even so, he was still indignant about it all.

As a result, I caught sight of him flirting with other women on our wedding eve.

His father forced him to apologize to me, but Harvey remained silent the whole time.

In fact, he was not swayed when his father lashed him.

On the contrary, I was so shocked that I rushed to Harvey to protect him. Alas, he pushed me away ruthlessly. "Stop being a hypocrite!" He glared at me with disgust. "Do you think I will thank you?"

I understood that he would never love me based on the look in his eyes.

Harvey played around with different women just to humiliate me.

Nevertheless, I could only resent fate for playing tricks on me instead of crying for his lack of affection.

Rumor had it that I only managed to marry into the Fergusons because I had guilt-tripped Harvey.

Unbeknownst to them, I would still not be interested in dating him even if he were the last man standing. However, that could only happen if my father was alive.

Sadly, he would never return.

I, on the other hand, was destined to spend the rest of my life in captivity. After all, I had no place to go apart from living under the Fergusons' protection.

My nominal marriage to Harvey was as lifeless as a pool of stagnant water. It wasn't until the day Natalie appeared in Harvey's life that it suddenly swashed with vim and vigor.

Unlike the other women, Harvey was genuinely attracted to her.

For example, Harvey dropped all work to look after her even though she merely caught a cold from getting wet in the rain.

Whereas my request for help was nothing but a nasty tactic to him.

Harvey had no intention of calling back up until the next day.

The rain outside had stopped. As for my corpse… Well, it was left alone in the abandoned steel factory, unsure how long it would take for someone to discover it.

Perhaps no one would ever realize I was gone if Harvey didn't look for me.

Only my good friend, Irene Abbott, noticed something was off. She called Harvey many times. Eventually, he got fed up and answered the call.

"Harvey, have you seen Danica? I called her but couldn't get through. Did something happen to her?"

"It's none of my business," Harvey responded coldly.

"You are her husband! What if she is in danger?" Irene's voice sounded sullen.

Harvey's tone remained indifferent as he added, "Tell her to stop playing this so-called kidnapping game. I don't buy her act. She still needs to come over and finalize the divorce in two days, even if she's dead."

Before Irene could say something in response, he hung up the phone.

Natalie tugged on his sleeve and asked, "Harvey, is Danica jealous again? Why don't you go home? I can take care of myself."

Harvey ignored her request and continued to hug Natalie. "What right does she have to be jealous? Nat, she only bullies you so much because you're sensible. Once I divorce her, you will never have to let yourself suffer again."

Natalie nodded. "Okay. Whatever you say, Harvey."

Meanwhile, my soul was floating on the side. All I felt was slightly ironic as I watched the sight before me.

Who would bear the thought of letting the woman Harvey cared for so deeply suffer? Oh, right, me. In his eyes, everyone in this world was nice except for Danica.

Harvey would never forgive me because I failed to promptly save Natalie from the gangsters when she was in danger.

Miscarriage

Harvey was having a meeting in the company the day those gangsters harassed Natalie in the bar. Since he left his phone at home, I ended up being the one who heard Natalie's voice message.

'Save me, Harvey! I don't know where they're taking me… I'm so scared.'

Since I knew how important Natalie was to him, I promptly called the police. Then, I hurried downstairs. In my mind, all I could think of was to seek Harvey to save her.

It was just that I was overly rushed when I descended the stairs. As a result, I fell from the stairs on the second floor to the first floor and knocked my head hard to the point that I felt my head was spinning slightly.

I gritted my teeth and stood up, only to discover a shocking pool of blood on the floor.

My face immediately turned pale. I was so frightened that I couldn't move. It wasn't until Irene accompanied me to the hospital that I found out I was pregnant.

Unfortunately, I lost the baby.

I was in utter turmoil. I didn't even know when I was pregnant. I simply felt very unwell recently and thought I was sick.

Hence, I tried hard to recall when it happened. Finally, my memory paused on the night of Irene's birthday.

That night, I had too much to drink due to my cheery mood. I was so drunk that I couldn't tell whether the person in front of me was Irene or Harvey. All I remembered was that someone carried me into the car, and I drowsily held their neck and talked a lot.

"Irene, let's go abroad together once you make plenty of money. This way, I don't have to see Harvey again…"

Harvey's voice rang in my ear. "You want to leave me?"

I merely assumed that it was because I was hallucinating after drinking too much. So, I paid no attention to his words and didn't realize that the person holding me was actually Harvey.

The next day, I lay naked on the bed.

My head was aching slightly as I looked at the mess on the floor. Still, I dismissed everything that happened as a dream, as Harvey was nowhere to be seen.

It was only now that fragments of memories flooded into my mind that I realized in hindsight what he must have done to me that night. However, it was too late.

Due to my carelessness, our baby died unexpectedly.

When Harvey came to visit me at the hospital later, he was furious. "Danica, where's my phone? You took my phone away just to prevent me from finding Nat, right? I won't let you off the hook if she suffers any harm."

His gaze was icy, and his tone was fierce.

Meanwhile, I lay on the hospital bed. All the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat.

Irene cried foul on my behalf, "Harvey, do you know that she has had a miscarriage now? Yet, you're behaving hysterically here because of that mistress of yours!"

Harvey only glanced at me lightly with his frosty gaze. "Miscarriage? Can't you even come up with a decent excuse? How can she have a miscarriage when she's not even pregnant?"

Irene roared in fury, "Go ask the doctor if you don't believe me!"

Harvey dismissed the raging Irene. Instead, he simply looked at me and said, "This show that you and Irene had put on truly is fascinating. Do you think you can make me take pity on you by going to the hospital and presenting a fake medical record to me?

"The police are searching for Nat now. You better pray she's okay. Otherwise, I will never forgive you."

Suddenly, I laughed. At the same time, an inexpressible sense of sorrow surged in my heart.

I became so panicked that I fell down the stairs and miscarried when I learned that Natalie had been kidnapped.

Yet, my husband deemed me as a jealous spouse who would only hide his phone away.

Nonetheless, it turned out that there were times when he lost his composure and went on a rampage because of his lover. Unfortunately, that lover wasn't me.

My sudden laughter slightly caught him off guard.

Then, I slowly took out the phone and handed it to him.

"Here. The thing you wanted."

He swiftly snatched the phone away and left without even looking back.

Irene finally sat by the bedside and wiped my tears after cursing at him for a good long while. "Danica, don't cry. Don't give birth to his child. He's not worth it at all!"