She never thought that her life would be like this, betrayed by her so-called brother, drugged with aphrodisiacs, and then she met him. After a night of kindness, she had no choice but to run away with the ball. Unexpectedly, they would meet again a few years later, and he would still miss her. How should she, who had always been ashamed that she was not worthy of him, face her? She was at a loss and didn't know what to do. She actually asked her son to help her deal with it. It was so embarrassing. Did he really love her like this?
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