The year I was imprisoned and tormented by a scumbag, I became pregnant.
My heart dead, I escaped and raised my daughter, Yinuo, alone.
To get her registered as a resident, I had no choice but to go back and find her father.
Deng Yicen, the man I once loved deeply, and the man who hurt me most.
His eyes red, he held me and said, “Xiaoxiao, let’s get married and register Yinuo.”
I sneered. “I’m only doing this for our child. Don’t get the wrong idea.”
Later, he did the laundry and cooked, spoiled our daughter rotten, and humbled himself to win me back.
The whole village knew that the Deng family’s youngest son treated his ex-wife like a queen.
Looking down at the daughter in my arms, I said coolly,
“Deng Yicen, want a life with me? First, pay back everything you owe me. Every last bit.”
