After successfully winning over the male lead, I gave up on returning to my original world.
Because I was pregnant.
I stayed behind to be a devoted wife and mother, quitting my job so I could take better care of the father and son.
In the fifth year, the heroine was released from prison.
My husband started staying out all night, and his suit was left with golden strands of hair that only the heroine had.
My son started throwing tantrums, too. “Mom, I hate you! How dare you kick Auntie Miao out!”
I walked away without hesitation. I wanted nothing to do with either my husband or my son.
Later, he brought our son and knelt before me, begging for my forgiveness.
