A woman who transmigrated into my body spent a night with the seductive prince.
After she woke up, she left without a second thought. I was the one who had to carry her child for ten months, give birth, raise the child, and endure every hardship.
I died from a bout of chills, while she returned to my body, won the prince’s favor, and enjoyed the devotion of her children, living happily ever after.
In the end, she even blamed me for being heartless and treating the children badly, saying I deserved that fate.
When time began again, she was the one caught in bed with him, and she was the one who had to carry the child for ten months and give birth.
She shed her former hypocritical mask and became obsessive and cruel, beating and cursing the twins at every turn.
The twins hated and resented her. They came to find me, saying I was their real mother, but they froze to death in a heavy snowfall.
The seductive prince thought his power and status made him untouchable, and turned a blind eye to the suffering of a mere woman. In the end, though, I brought him down.
As for me, I carried on with my ordinary life, and everything went smoothly.
