I married the bankrupt Duan Shiyan with a dowry of one billion, and during the wedding, I took a knife for him and lost my uterus, but he ended up with the company cleaner...
Seven years past, my husband's clan faced bankruptcy. Yet, smitten by love, I wedded him, bringing a dowry of a billion in tow.
During the wedding ceremony, I interposed myself to shield him from a knife attack. That act cost me my uterus, but in exchange, I received his solemn vow that he'd remain true to me throughout our lives.
Over the seven-year period, I gave my all to him, whole-heartedly accompanying him as he strived to make a comeback. Little did I know that he had long been having an affair with the company's cleaner, and she was now pregnant with his child.
"Honey, the Motley family cannot end here," my husband said, holding the cleaner close. "Why are you so unreasonable? You can raise the child; you'll be his mother. Does it really matter who I had him with?"
I threw the divorce papers in his face on the spot.
Not only did he refuse to sign, but he also forced me out of the company at a shareholders' meeting, declaring in front of everyone, "She's just a barren woman; she should have been gone long ago."
Now, one of them was working in nightclubs, and the other was working in the porn movie industry to pay off debts.
Meanwhile, I sat in the CEO's office, sipping wine with satisfaction as I watched their tearful confession videos.
He was right; I was totally unreasonable.
I only knew how to ensure they faced the consequences of their actions.
1
Today was the day I married Nolan.
The entire hotel was adorned with exotic blue flowers, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.
I stood in the dressing room, adjusting my veil one last time.
The woman in the mirror was impeccably made up, yet I could not bring myself to smile.
"Vanessa, are you sure you want to marry him?" my best friend Helen asked, leaning against the doorframe with a deep frown.
"Yes," I replied calmly. "The Motley family needs this money right now."
"But Nolan..."
"He loves me," I interrupted her, confident. "He just needs the Bax family's support for now."
Helen hesitated, then let out a heavy sigh.
As the wedding march began, I walked down the aisle arm in arm with my mother, towards the end of the red carpet.
Nolan stood there, impeccably dressed, his expression gentle.
As he extended his hand to take mine, tears welled up in his eyes.
The officiant smiled as he read the vows, "Mr. Nolan Motley, do you take Miss Vanessa Bax as your wife, for richer or poorer..."
"I do," he answered quickly.
But just as I was about to say "I do," the crowd suddenly stirred.
A man dressed in black rushed forward.
Before I could react, a sharp pain pierced my abdomen.
Looking down, I saw a knife deeply embedded in my belly.
Instantly, screams erupted, and guests scattered in panic.
I staggered backward, blood soaking my wedding dress, staining the white fabric red.
Nolan caught me in his arms, his face pale.
"Vanessa! Vanessa!" His voice was choked with tears, his hand pressing desperately on my wound, but the blood kept flowing.
The pain made my vision blur, and my ears buzz, only hearing him call my name over and over.
Ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived.
As I was lifted onto the stretcher, Nolan clutched my hand, choking back tears, "Vanessa, you must hold on! I can't live without you!"
I was too pained to speak, only able to grip his fingers tightly.
The lights in the surgery room were blinding.
Before the anesthesia took effect, the doctor whispered, "Miss Bax, your uterus is severely damaged and must be removed."
I slowly closed my eyes, tears streaming uncontrollably.
When I woke again, Nolan was kneeling by the hospital bed, his eyes bloodshot.
He held my hand, his voice shaking with emotion, "Honey, I swear, I will be devoted to you in this lifetime."
I looked at him and gently nodded.