After Fake Marriage: Where Will Our Marriage Go?

　　It was hard for a single mother to raise a child.

　　But my mom never took out her struggles on me.

　　Whenever she felt like giving up, she would just kiss my cheek and rest her forehead against mine, saying, "As long as I have my Amber, I am not alone."

　　Children without fathers were often bullied by their peers.

　　Many rumors spread, saying that I was the child of a mistress.

　　Children's notions of good and evil could be quite straightforward.

　　After hearing what the adults said, they would band together to bully me and give me nicknames.

　　There were too many people around, so I didn't dare to fight back, but I remembered the faces of those who had bullied me.

　　When those children were playing alone, I would sneak up behind them and corner them to give them a beating.

　　Even though they were taller and stronger than me, I was able to inflict the same amount of harm on them, making them realize that they could not touch me again.

　　After just finishing a fight with a fat boy, I was hiding alone in a corner when a little boy came up to me.

　　He held a bottle of iodine and a cotton swab, looking at me with a helpless expression.

　　"Why is a girl acting so impolitely? How can you be so good at fighting?

　　"My sister said that girls should stay out of fights, but I think if you get hurt, you should take care of your wounds," he said.

　　He looked so delicate, and his action of disinfecting me was so light that I didn't resist.

　　By the time I realized it, the wounds on my face were no longer painful.

　　He told me his name was Daniel Evans.

　　After that, whenever I got hurt fighting with other kids, he would come to clean my wounds. Over time, we became familiar with each other.

　　From kindergarten to elementary school to junior high school...

　　By then, my mom had already earned some money, and it was easy for her to support me. She didn't stop me from getting close to Daniel.

　　Our two families became familiar with each other, but no one tried to stop us, as if they were just waiting for things to naturally progress.

　　After high school graduation.

　　He gave me a silver ring to wear, and his eyes were filled with love when he looked at me.

　　He promised, "When we graduate from college, we'll get married. I can't wait to bring you home as my wife."

　　I nodded in agreement.

　　The summer breeze blew, causing cherry blossoms to fall.

　　It was a beautiful scene, but it was forever frozen in time.

　　The effects of the anesthesia slowly wore off. I slowly opened my eyes, looking at Nelson's worried expression. My brain finally came to its senses.

　　I reached out and touched my cheek, feeling as if I had cried.

　　Nelson suggested that I stay in the hospital for a few days to rest, but I refused.

　　Compared to the cold hospital, I wanted to go back home more.

　　Back to home with my mom.

　　After that, I would give up everything and start over.

　　Just as I went to the hospital window to pick up my medication, I ran into two acquaintances.

　　Daniel looked very tense as he held Winni by the arm, afraid that she would bump into something. He treated Winni as if she were a fragile doll!

　　Maybe my gaze was too obvious. The two of them noticed me immediately.

　　Daniel's expression froze, and he awkwardly said, "How come you're here too?"

　　I sarcastically twisted my mouth into a smile, "I'm sorry for interrupting your romance. I'll leave right away."

　　Daniel held my wrist and took a deep breath, trying to speak to me in a soft voice, "That's not what I meant. I came with Winni to get a check-up, and her condition is quite serious."

　　I nodded randomly and pulled my hand out, remaining calm and distant.

　　"Don't hold hands, Mr. Evans, you're already married. You should be more mature.

　　"Oh, I should also remind you. Since you're married, block me out. It feels weird to have a married man around, and you should give your other half absolute security."

　　I looked at Winni and smiled, "Do you agree, Miss Wood?"

　　Winni's face stiffened. She dared not look at me. She put her hand on her chest and moaned in pain, but this time, Daniel did not immediately come to her side.

　　He still wanted to hold my hand, but he only caught a handful of air.