The two half-brothers approached her for their own purposes, but she had no idea.
Her brother tortured her out of love and hatred, and she was full of hatred and fear for him.
Little did he know that the person who tortured him was once his childhood sweetheart.
She fell in love with her brother who was using her, but he was used by him to the fullest extent.
Heartbroken, she had no choice but to escape from this painful debt to a rich family, but she was chased by the two brothers and had nowhere to hide.
The turns of love and hate, the harm of using and being used, made a once pure and lovely woman reluctantly want to end herself early, but found that she no longer had the power to decide her own life, because she had quietly given birth to a cute little life in her body...
Whose child is it?
She was painfully entangled in the struggle between brothers for love and profit, and hated that she had implicated an unknown little life...
Where is her love...
