A Warm Marriage: The Price of Love

J City Prison was grim and forbidding, radiating a chill. Wearing a prison uniform, Mu Jin sat quietly in a corner and gazed at the sky. Her small, fair face was bare of makeup, yet breathtakingly beautiful. She had no idea danger was quietly closing in. It was the depths of winter, and the wind cut to the bone. The thin prison uniform made Mu Jin instinctively reach out to stroke her prominently rounded belly. Her lips paled, and a dark glint flashed in her beautiful eyes. “You bitch, don’t you know you’re in my way? You foxy little tramp, you look like the kind of lowlife who seduces men...” The lead female prisoner had always regarded Mu Jin as a thorn in her side and was constantly scheming to get rid of her...