Love Returns to the Sea

Now, I was a blind woman whom everyone could trample.

But he forgot that I was blind for him.

I used to be a princess held in the palm of my parents' hands.

Six years ago, I just came back from abroad.

I felt unfamiliar and curious about everything around me, so my parents indulged me and held a welcome party.

But I found the rules of the party boring, so I slipped out during the tea break and took a walk by the river alone.

That's when I met Sebastian. He was climbing a tree to save a kitten.

He was cold and reclusive, but even when a kitten scratched his hand, he still gently soothed it.

I fell in love with Sebastian at first sight.

Later, I learned that the Davis family had gone bankrupt and Sebastian was living in very poor conditions.

So, I smiled and reached out my hand. "Don't be afraid, I'll protect you from now on!"

I passionately pursued Sebastian, thinking he would be moved by my efforts and fall in love with me.

He always accepted my gifts but deliberately kept his distance from me.

At that time, I didn't know he fell in love with someone else.

So, when the Davis family was being hunted by the underworld, I ignored my family's opposition and spent all my money to save him.

I even swallowed poison and lost my sight.

I was forced to put down my beloved scalpel, and everything in my world turned gray.

My parents, out of love for me and wanting my efforts to be rewarded, forced him to marry me.

Beyond my expectation, he still only loved Nancy after six years.

the Wilson family helped him so much, but in the end, we became his enemy.

I watched helplessly as Sebastian brought down my parents one by one. Even when I was kneeling and begging him to spare my family, he just looked at me with amusement and poured red wine over my head.

"You've ruined Nancy's life. You deserve this," he said.

I immediately fell to the ground and had a fever for three days and three nights.

When I woke up, I received the news of my parents' passing.

In my utter grief, I fell gravely ill.

It was then that I realized this relationship had been nothing but my own wishful thinking.

When I got home from the hospital, Dora jumped into my arms.

Her big eyes kept looking past me, filled with infinite hope.

"Mom, did you bring dad home?" she asked.

I sobbed and shook my head silently.

Dora, who was originally crying, suddenly stopped her tears and stroked my face with her little hands. "Mom, I don't want dad anymore. I only wants to be with you."

My daughter hugged me, warming me with her tiny body.

At that moment, I could no longer hold back my tears.

I guessed I was not a good mother.

After that night of being tormented by Sebastian, I couldn't stop vomiting. It was only after using a pregnancy test that I realized I was pregnant.

I knew that, born into such a broken family, she was destined not to be happy.

But the doctor told me that the poison I had ingested before had already severely damaged my body. If I chose to have an abortion this time, I might never be able to have children again.

It was my momentary selfishness that led to Dora's birth.

She was born without father's love.

By the time she was three years old, Sebastian still refused to give her a name, refused to acknowledge her as his child, and even publicly claimed that she was a bastard.

She didn't understand these things, always blinking her innocent eyes, asking me where her father was.

My heart was in agony, and I had no choice but to tell one lie after another.

As she grew older, Dora gradually came to understand the reason why she never saw her father.

At night, after falling asleep, she often cried so much that her pillow was soaked.

I feel both heartbroken and guilty.

So, divorce might be the best option.

After Dora fell asleep, I began to pack my bags in the dark.

But suddenly, there was a noise in the hallway. I could smell a strong odor of alcohol.

Immediately after, I was grabbed by a large hand and thrown onto the bed with great force.

I screamed in pain, while the person on top of me unleashed his desires without restraint.

He tied my hands with a tie, then tore off my clothes, leaving me completely exposed to the air.

Fear spread in my heart, and I struggled desperately.

But there was a warm sensation on my neck, along with his almost painful pleading.

"Nancy, please don't go. Don't leave me, okay?"

I was so familiar with that voice; it was Sebastian.

He mistook me for someone else.

I was stunned. Then, he leaned over and kissed me.

In an instant, the pungent smell of alcohol and smoke enveloped me, pulling me back into my memories.

"She's just a slut anyway..."

"When you're tired of playing with her..."

"You deserve this..."

The words Sebastian once used to insult me echoed in my ears, each one a blow to my heart, filled with shame, betrayal, and the pain of my loved ones being wronged.

My eyes were in intense pain, as if light was piercing through them.

Tasting the metallic rust in my mouth, I don't know where I found the strength, but I slapped him across the face.