He Sacrificied My Daughter for My Sister's Child

By the time I arrived at the villa, Victor was already waiting at the door.

He carefully shielded me as we stepped inside, handed me clean clothes and offered me a cup of ginger tea at just the right temperature.

My parents even hurriedly called over a doctor to give me a full check-up.

Not until the doctor confirmed there was nothing wrong did the three of them finally relax.

At that moment, Victor noticed the bag I had been carrying.

Inside were imported children's toys, available only at a single specialty store in the entire city.

The same mall where Victor had just been on a date with Lena.

His expression tensed immediately. "Anna, did you just go to the mall? Did you happen to see..."

I cut him off. "I didn’t go inside. I had the staff bring it down for me."

Only then did Victor let out a sigh of relief.

Noticing the way I was staring at him, my mother quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Victor was just worried you’d run into those gossiping fools again."

Victor nodded repeatedly. "Anna, I know you love our daughter, but to me, you are the most important. If you were hurt even the slightest bit, it would break my heart."

I forced a smile, but the sarcasm in my eyes was impossible to hide.

They spoke of loving me, yet the ones who had hurt me the most were these very three people.

They stayed by my bedside, watching over me until late at night, only leaving once I had fallen asleep.

Perhaps because I had always been so obedient, they felt at ease discussing things right outside my door.

My father sighed. “Victor, you’ve been suffering. You and Lena have loved each other since childhood, yet you were forced to marry Anna.”

Victor's voice was firm and unwavering. “From the day we decided to bring Anna back to save Lena’s child, I had already resigned myself to a lifetime of loneliness. I only feel relieved that I was ruthless enough to marry Anna back then, otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to save Lena’s child.”

Behind the door, tears streamed down my face.

So from the moment they brought me back, everything had been a carefully orchestrated lie.

No wonder I had attended a school under the Reeves Group my entire life, yet they only "found" me five years ago.

No wonder Victor, who had been engaged to the Reeves Family, remained unmarried until the age of thirty. It turned out he had been waiting for me to return.

They were willing to spend five years setting up this scheme, all for Lena.

I picked up my phone and dialed a long-forgotten number.

"0527, requesting to rejoin."

***

Unable to sleep through the night, I simply got up.

At five o’clock, Victor had already gone downstairs.

Ever since our marriage, he had woken up at this exact time every morning to make me breakfast.

I never understood that even this kind of devotion could be nothing more than an act.